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THE  CENTURY 

WORLD'S  FAIR  BOOK 

FOR  BOYS  AND  GIRLS 

BEING  THE  ADVENTURES  OF  HARRY  AND  PHILIP 

WITH  THEIR  TUTOR,  MR.  DOUGLASS 

AT  THE  WORLD'S  COLUMBIAN  EXPOSITION 

BY 

TUDOR  JENKS 


WITH   OFF-HAND  SKETCHES  BY   HARRY 

AND   SNAP-SHOTS  BY  PHILIP 

AND  ILLUSTRATIONS  BY   BETTER-KNOWN  ARTISTS 

AND  REPRODUCTIONS  OF  MANY  PHOTOGRAPHS 


THE  CENTURY  CO.,  NEW  YORK 


J33 


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Copyright,  1893,  by  The  Century  Co. 


THE  DE  vtNNE  PRE68. 


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TABLE   OF   CONTENTS 


I  Started   by   Cable  —  The   Journey   by   Sleeper  —  Arrival   in    Chicago  — 

Finding  Rooms  —  The  Fair  at  Last! i 

II  The    FfiTE    Night  —  Rainbow    Fountains — The    Search-lights — On    the 

Lake — The  Fireworks — Passing  a  Wreck — Diving  in  the  Grand  Basin     17 

III  The   Party   Separates — Harry   Goes  to  the  Battle-ship — The  Govern- 

ment Building  —  The  Convent  and  the  Caravels — The  Movable  Side- 
walk   31 

IV  Harry  Returns  to  the  Hotel  —  Philip  Tells  of  his  Blunder — The  An- 

thropological Building — The  Log  Cabin — The  Alaskan  Village  —  The 
Old  Whaling-ship  "  Progress  "  —  A  Sleepy  Audience  —  Plans 43 

V  A  Place  where  Visitors  were  Scarce — The  Rolling-chairs  and  Guides — 

Mistaken  Kindness  —  Entering  the  Plaisance — The  Javanese  Village 
—  Snap-shots — Cairo  Street — The  Card-writer — The  Soudanese  Baby     55 

VI  The   Midway   Plaisance  Visit  Continued  —  Lunch  at  Old  Vienna  —  The 

Ferris  Wheel — The  Ice  Railway — The  Moorish  Palace — The  Animal 
Show 71 

VII  Harry  Gets  a  Camera  —  The  State  and  National  Buildings  —  The  Eskimo 

Village — Snap-shots  Out   of  Doors — A  Passing  Glance  at   Horticul- 
tural Hall — Doing  their  Best 85 

VIII  What  People  Said — The  Children's  Building — The  Woman's  Building — 

The  Poor  Boys'  Expensive   Lunch  —  The  Life-saving  Drill 99 

IX  The  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts  Building  —  A  Rainy   Day  —  A  Sys- 

tematic   Start  —  "Irish     Day"  —  Harry     Strikes  —  Some     Minor    Ex- 
hibits—  The  Few  Things  They  Saw  —  The  Elevator  to  the  Roof    .    .    113 


VI  HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

PAGE 

X  Philip  at  the   Art   Galleries  —  The    Usual    Discouragement  —  Walking 

Home  —  The    "Santa    Maria"   under   Sail 127 

XI  Going  after  Letters — The  Agricultural  Building — Machinery  Hall  — 

Lunch    at    the    Hotel — Harry's    Proposal  —  Buffalo    Bill's    Great 
Show 141 

XII  The  Tally-ho — How  it  Dashed  Along  —  The  Parks  Along  the    Lake  — 

Chicago — The  Auditorium  and  Other  Sky-dwellers  —  The  Whaleback  155 

XIII  Philip's     Day  —  Visits    the    Photographic    Dark-room — The    Fisheries 

Building  —  The  Aquaria — Fishing  Methods  —  The  Government  Build- 
ing—  The  Japanese  Tea-house 171 

XIV  The   Convent   of   La  RAbida  —  Old  Books  and   Charts  —  Paintings  —  A 

Fortunate  Glimpse  of  the  "Santa  Maria" — Portraits  of  Columbus — 
The  Cliff-Dwellers  —  Cheap  Souvenirs — World's  Fairs  in  General  .    187 

XV  The  Electricity  Building — Small  Beginnings  —  A  New  Souvenir — The 

Curious   Exhibits  —  Telephones   and   Colored   Lights  —  The  Telauto- 
graph—  Telegraphy  —  Mines  and  Mining  —  A  Puzzled  Guard   ....    197 

XVI  The   "Golden    Doorway" — Transportation    Building  —  An   Endless   Ar- 

ray—  Bicycles,  Boats,  and  Bullock-wagons — The  Annex — The   Rail- 
road   Exhibits 209 

XVII  A  Rainy   Day  —  The  Plaisance  Again  —  The  Glass-works  —  The  German 

Village  —  The  Irish  Village — Farewell  to  the  Ph.\ntom  City.    .    .    221 

X\TII    Packing  for   Ho.me — A  Glimpse  of   Niagara — Philip  Tells   His  Adven- 
ture—  Foiling  a  Clever  Swindler  —  A  Convincing  Exposure    ....    231 

XIX      Mr.  Douglass  has  a  Remarkable  Experience 239 


PORTION    OF    FRIEZE,    HORTICULTURAL    HALL. 


PEDIMENT    OF    WOMAN  S    BUILDING. 


LIST  OF  ILLUSTRATIONS 


PAGE 

The  White  City Frontispiece 

The  Soudanese  Baby    Title-page 

View  From  the  Ferris  Wheel xiii 

The  Administration  Building xiv 


CHAPTER    I.— THE   JOURNEY 


Here  are  the  Tickets 

The  Foundation  of  the  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts  Building 

A  Wilderness  of  Iron.  —  Building  .Machinery  Hall   

One  of  the  Decorators  at  Work 

Making  "  Staff" 

The  "  Court  of  Honor  "  as  it  Looked  in  June,  1892 

"  Yo'  Section  Ready,  Sah  !  " 

The  Opening  of  the  Fair,  May  i,  1893. —  The  President  of  the  United  States  Speaking  . 

Ground-plan  of  the  World's  Fair  Grounds 

"  Hi,  there,  Mama  !  Here  's  Roomers  !  " 

Here  we  Are  ! 


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CHAPTER    II.— THE    FETE    NIGHT 


Administration  Building 

A  Ticket  of  Admission 

Interior  of  the  Dome  of  the  Administration  Building 
A  Group  of  Statuary  on  the  .\dministration  Building 

The  Great  Fountain,  "  The  Triumph  of  the  Republic  "     

A  Nearer  View  of  the  Fountain 

"  He  's  a  Cowboy  " 

The  Grand  Basin  from  a  Balcony  of  the  Administration  Building 


The  Glorification  of  War' 


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The  Peristyle,  East  End  of  the  Court  of  Honor 24 

The  Statue  of  "  The  Repubhc  " 25 

View  Looking  North  from  the  Dome  of  the  Administration  Building  —  Just  before  Sunset 26 

"  There  was  Room  for  Another  Boy  Inside, — and  Harry  Made  a  Sketch  of  It " 27 

A  View  from  the  Lion  Fountain 28 

Evening  on  the  Canal 29 

View  from  the  Island  at  Night 30 


CHAPTER    III.  — HARRY'S    DAY 

Building  the  Battle-ship.     November,  1891 32 

The  Battle-ship  as  It  Looked  in  January,  1892 33 

The  Battle-ship  on  Decoration  Day,  May  30,  1893 34 

The  United  States  Government  Building 35 

The  Viking  Ship 36 

Two  Little  Tars  Going  to  See  the  Model  of  a  Man-of-war 37 

The  Caravel  "  Santa  Maria  "    38 

"  Guarding  "  the  "  Nina  " 39 

The  New  "  Santa  Maria  "  Crossing  the  Ocean 40 

The  Caravel  "  Nina" 41 


CHAPTER    IV.  — PHILIP'S    DAY 

"  Cholly  "  Speechless 42 

"  A  Splendid  Meat  Supper  for  25  Cents  !  " 43 

A  "  Loop  "  of  the  Intramural  Railway 44 

General  View  of  the  Court  of  Honor,  Looking  Toward  the  Lake 45 

"  Don't  Fail  to  See  This  Exhibit  " 46 

An  Alaskan  Image 47 

The  Whaling-ship -. .  48 

The  Windmills 49 

The  Wooded  Island  at  Twilight 50 

A  Launch-landing 52 

In  Front  of  the  Transportation  Building 53 


CHAPTER  v.— THE   MIDWAY   PLAISANCE 

In  Cairo  Street 54 

A  Suggestion  of  the  "  Plaisance  "  .  .  55 

The  Kodaker 55 

Morning,  Outside  Main  Entrance 56 

Chair-boys  at  Work  ! 56 

'■  Puck"  Building 57 

The  Water-wheel  in  the  Javanese  Village 58 

The  Javanese  Musicians 59 

The  Javanese  Baby 60 

"  The  Man  Stood  up  Beside  Her,  and  They  were  Photographed  Together  " 61 

"  He  was  Lazily  Sunning  Himself" 61 


LIST    OF    ILLUSTRATIONS  IX 

PAGE 

A  Young  Lady  from  Java 62 

A  Kodak  Permit 62 

The  "  Donkey-boys  " 63 

An  Arab  Street-sweeper 64 

P hilip  Rodman's  Card 64 

In  Cairo  Street 65 

The  Soudanese  Baby 66 

The  Flower-girl 67 

"  '  He  Laughs  Best  who  Laughs  Last '"  .    68 

In  Cairo  Street 69 


CHAPTER  VI.— THE  MIDWAY  PLAISANCE     (Continued) 

The  Ferris  Wheel 70 

The  Performing  Bear 71 

Old  Vienna 72 

Going  into  the  Cars  of  the  Ferris  Wheel 73 

From  the  Ferris  Wheel  —  Looking  East 74 

From  the  Ferris  Wheel  —  Looking  West   75 

A  View  Through  the  Ferris  Wheel .    76 

Looking  Up  at  the  Ferris  Wheel 77 

A  View  Taken  at  Full  Speed  on  the  Ice  Railway 78 

A  Sleeping  Lioness 79 

Meal-time ; 79 

Sketch  of  a  Tiger 80 

Young  Lion  Asleep 80 

A  Lion's  Head 81 

The  Polar  Bear 82 

The  Lion  King 82 

A  Tiger  on  a  Tricycle 82 

A  Tiger  on  a  Ball 83 

Head  of  a  Lioness 83 


CHAPTER  VII.— THE    STATE   AND   NATIONAL   BUILDINGS 

"A  Bubble  of  Light."     The  Dome  of  the  Horticultural  Building  by  Night 84 

A  Greeting  from  the  British  Lion 85 

The  Century  Go's  Room  in  the  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts  Building 86 

Victoria  House 88 

India  House 89 

The  Massachusetts  State  Building 90 

The  New  York  State  Building 91 

The  Ohio  State  Building 92 

The  California  State  Building 93 

A  Group  of  Eskimo 94 

Eskimo  Woman  and  Children 94 

Eskimo  Group  with  Snow  House 95 

The  Eskimo  and  Their  Dogs 95 

"  The  Sleep  of  the  Flowers  "  —  A  Bas-relief  on  the  Horticultural  Building 96 

General  View  of  the  Horticultural  Building 97 


X  HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

CHAPTER  VIII. -THE    CHILDREN'S  AND    THE   WOMAN'S    BUILDINGS 

PACE 

An  Unframed  Picture 98 

A  Chair-load 99 

The  Children's  Building 100 

The  Gymnasium  :  Children's  Building : loi 

The  Library  :   Children's  Building 103 

Teaching  the  Deaf:   Children's  Building 104 

The  Nursery :  Children's  Building 105 

The  Top  of  the  Woman's  Building 106 

The  Woman's  Building 107 

Harry's  Card 108 

Philip's  Weight-ticket 109 

An  Umbrella  Exhibit   no 

The  Life-saving  Boat 1 1 1 


CHAPTER   IX.— THE   MANUFACTURES   AND    LIBERAL    ARTS    BUILDING 

Just  from  the  Ranch 112 

A  Distorting  Mirror 113 

General  View  of  Building  for  Manufactures  and  the  Liberal  Arts 114 

Porch  of  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts  Building 115 

Another  View  of  the  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts  Building 116 

From  a  Window  in  the  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts  Building,  Looking  Northwest 117 

The  Arts  of  War  :   A  Mural  Painting  in  One  of  the  Porches  of  the  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts 

Building 118 

One  of  the  Domes  of  the  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts  Building.     Painted  by  J.  Carroll  Beckwith  1 19 

Part  of  Group  above  Main  Entrance  of  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts  Building 120 

" — And  the  Cat  Came  Back" , 122 

A  Japanese  Carving 122 

The  Hunters'  Camp 1 23 

Interior  of  the  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts  Building —  Showing  the  Elevators 124 

The  Fire-boat  "  Fire  Queen  " 125 

The  Roof-walk,  Manufactures  and  Liberal  Arts  Building 126 


CHAPTER   X.— THE    FINE   ARTS    BUILDING 

In  the  Art  Gallery : 127 

An  Artist's  View  of  the  Fine  Arts  Building 128 

An  Interior  View  of  the  Dome  of  the  Fine  Arts  Building 129 

A  \'iew  of  the  Fine  Arts  Building  from  near  the  New  York  State  Building 130 

In  Front  of  the  Fine  Arts  Building 131 

Boy  with  a  Dove :   Carving  in  Ivory  by  Asahi  Hatsu 132 

"  Little  Nell,"  from  a  Group,  "  Dickens  and  Little  Nell,"  by  F.  Edwin  Elwell 133 

A  Part  of  the  Great  Painting,  "  The  Flagellants,"  by  Carl  Marr 135 

"  The  Mother."     Painted  by  Ahce  D.  Kellogg 136 

A  Fellow-critic 13" 

The  Grandmother  of  the  Swedish  Artist  Zorn.     From  the  Original  Carving  in  Birch-wood  (six 

inches  high)  by  Zorn 138 

The  Caravels 1 40 


LIST    OF    ILLUSTRATIONS  XI 
CHAPTER   XL- THE    AGRICULTURAL   AND    THE    MACHINERY    BUILDINGS 

PAGE 

Part  of  Louisiana  Gateway 141 

The  Agricultural  Building  — Toward  Evening 142 

Agricultural  Building,  North  Front,  Seen  from  the  Grand  Basin 144 

Japanese  Jars  and  Box 145 

One  of  the  Panels  ("  Summer  ")  in  the  Portico  of  the  Agricultural  Building.     Painted  by  George 

W.  Maynard 145 

Great  Central  Porch  of  Agricultural  Building.  .    146 

Portico  of  the  Agricultural  Building 147 

The  Connecting  Screen  of  Corridors  between  the  Machinery  and  Agricultural  Buildings          ...  148 

Figure  in  Window-frame  of  Machinery  Hall 149 

Machinery   Hall 149 

A  Suggestion  of  the  "Wild  West" — Remington's  Famous  Picture,  "The  Bucking  Bronco".    .  .  150 

An  Aboriginal 151 

A  Syrian  Acrobat 152 

A  Cowboy 153 


CHAPTER    XII.— THE    CITY    OF    CHICAGO 

A  Chicago  Street 154 

Fort  Dearborn  (Chicago,  1804-1816) 155 

Memorial  Building,  on  the  Site  where  the  Great  Fire  Started 155 

Driveways  of  the  Grand  Boulevard 156 

Map  showing  the  Park  System  of  Chicago 157 

View  on  State  Street,  Looking  Northward  from  Madison  Street 158 

The  City  Hall,  Chicago 159 

The  Post-office 159 

House  of  John  Kinzie,  the  First  While  Settler i6o 

The  Auditorium,  Michigan  Avenue  and  Congress  Street 161 

The  Art  Institute,  Michigan  Avenue 161 

The  Woman's  Temple,  La  Salle  and  Monroe  Streets 161 

Masonic  Temple,  State  and  Randolph  Streets ...  161 

The  Lake-shore  Drive 162 

View  on  Michigan  Avenue,  Chicago 163 

The  Rookery  and  the  Board  of  Trade  Building 164 

A  Street  Bridge  across  the  Chicago  River,  Swung  Open  for  the  Passage  of  Boats 165 

Fishing  for  Perch  from  the  Breakwater,  Chicago 166 

The  Great  Fire  at  Chicago,  October,  1871 167 

The  Whaleback,  Upper  Deck 168 

The  Whaleback,  Lower  Deck 168 

The  Whaleback 169 


CHAPTER    XIII.— THE    FISHERIES    AND    GOVERNMENT    BUILDINGS 

General  View  of  Fisheries  Pavilion 170 

An  Ornament  on  the  Fisheries  Building 171 

Capital  in  Fisheries  Building 172 

Skeleton  of  a  Whale 17-5 

Flying-fish 172 


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PACE 

A  Fishing-boat :  Group  in  Government  Building 1 74 

Model  of  a  Group  of  Indian  Metal-workers,  in  the  Government  Building 175 

Model  of  an  Indian  W'arrlor:  Government  Building 176 

Model  of  a  Group  of  Zuiiis :    Government  Building 177 

Army  Wagons,  War  Department,  Government  Building 178 

Guns,  Torpedoes,  and  Flags :    Government  Building 175 

The  World's  Fair  Post-office  :    Government  Building 180 

An  Old-fashioned  Mail-coach  :     Government  Building 180 

"  Furthest  North"  :    Government  Building 181 

The  Big  Tree  :   Government  Building 182 

Ordnance  Department,  United  States  Army 183 

Mail-sledge  and  Dogs:  Government  Building 1S4 

The  Japanese  "  House  of  the  Phoenix"  on  the  Wooded  Island 185 

Portrait  of  Columbus,  by  Lorenzo  Lotto,  15 1 2 1S6 


CHAPTER   XIV.— THE    CONVENT   AND    THE   CLIFF-DWELLERS 

An  Ancient  Caravel 187 

The  Original  Convent  of  La  Rabida,  in  Spain  188 

The  Convent  of  La  Rabida  at  the  Fair     189 

Cell  of  the  Prior  Marchcna  in  the  Original  Convent, —  the  "Columbus  Room  "  in  the  Model  at 

the  Fair 190 

House  in  Genoa,  said  to  be  the  Birthplace  of  Columbus 191 

Departure  of  Columbus  on  his  Voyage  to  America.     (In  the  Convent  of  La  Rabida) 193 

A  Lamp 194 

A  Bear 194 

Harry's  Restoration  of  a  Cliff-Dweller ' 194 

The  Cliff-Dwellers'  Mound 195 

View  Looking  South  from  the  Top  of  the  Woman's  Building  —  by  Moonlight  196 


CHAPTER   XV. -THE   ELECTRICITY    AND   THE   MINING    BUILDINGS 

The  Electricity  Building 198 

Porch  of  Electricity  Building 199 

Statue  of  Benjamin  Franklin  at  the  Main  Entrance  of  the  Electricity  Building  .  .  201 

Model  of  a  Lake  Superior  Copper-Mine :    Mining  Building .  202 

Mines  and  Mining  Building 203 

An  Exhibit  of  Rails  :   Mining  Building 204 

Twisted  Iron :   Mining  Building 205 

South  Porch  of  Mines  Building 207 


CHAPTER    XVI.— THE    TRANSPORTATION   BUILDING 

The  "Golden  Doorway"  and  Part  of  the  Transportation  Building  —  on  a  Quiet  Afternoon 20S 

The  Crowd  Coming  in  with  Lunches  . .    209 

Figure  of  Brakeman,  Transportntion  Building  210 

Bit  of  Ornament.  Transportation  Building 211 

The  "  Golden  Doorway,"  Transportation  Building 213 

A  Section  of  a  Steamship .".". 215 

The  "  Dc  Witt  Clinton  "  Train 216 


LIST    OF    ILLUSTRATIONS 


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The  "John  Bull"  Train 217 

Interior  of  a  Pullman  Car 218 

Model  of  the  British  Battle-ship  "  Victoria" 219 


CHAPTER    XVII.— THE    MIDWAY    PLAISANCE   AGAIN 

In  the  Lapland  Village 220 

A  Boy  from  Johore 221 

The  Venetian  Glass-blowers 222 

Little  Dahomey  Boy,  and  His  Playthings .  223 

An  Actor  in  the  Chinese  Theater 224 

A  Chinese  Mama  and  Her  Baby 225 

Interior  of  the  Java  Theater , 226 

The  South  Sea  Islanders 227 

A  Pass  for  the  South  Sea  Island  Village 228 

The  Algerian  Theater 229 

One  of  the  Two  Irish  Villages 230 


CHAPTER   XVIII.— PHILIP'S    ADVENTURE 

A  Kodaker  Caught 232 

Registering  in  New  York  State  Building 233 

Along  the  Lake 234 

The  Dark-room   235 

Lunching  Outdoors 236 

Wonderful ! 237 


CHAPTER   XIX.  — MR.    DOUGLASS'S    REMARKABLE   EXPERIENCE 

The  Ferris  Wheel,  from  "  Old  Vienna  " 238 

A  Glimpse  of  the  Horticultural  Dome 240 

The  Fisheries  Building,  from  across  the  Lagoon 241 

At  a  Drinking-fountain 242 

A  Little  Visitor 243 

The  194,000,000  Candle-power  Search-light   245 

In  the  Midway  Plaisance 246 


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HARRY  AND  PHILIP  AT  THE  FAIR 


CHAPTER  I 

Started  by  Cable — The  Jourtiey  by  Sleeper — Arrival  in  Chicago — Finding 

Rooms —  The  Fair  at  Last ! 

MR.  DOUGLASS   wants  to  see  you,  Master   Harry," 
said  the  maid,  coming  to  the  door  of  the  boys"  room. 
"  What  's  he  found  out  now,  I  wonder?  "  said  Harry  to 
Philip,  in  a  low  tone.     "  I  don't  remember  anything  I  have 
done  lately." 

"  He  's  in  a  hurry,  too,"  said  the  girl,  closing  the  door. 
Harry  ran  down  to  Mr.  Douglass's  room  on  the  first 
HERE  ARE  THE  TICKETS,  floor.  Tile  two  boys  were  beginning  their  preparation 
for  college,  and  were  living  in  a  suburb  of  New  York  city  with  their  tutor, 
Mr.  Douglass,  a  college  graduate,  and  a  man  of  about  thirty-five.  Harry's 
father,  Mr.  Blake,  was  abroad  on  railroad  business,  and  did  not  expect  to 
return  tor  some  months.  Philip  was  Harry's  cousin,  but  the  two  boys  were 
very  unlike  in  disposition  —  as  will  be  seen.  Their  bringing  up  may  have 
been  responsible  for  some  of  the  differences  in  traits  and  character,  for  Harry 
was  a  city  boy,  while  his  cousin  was  country-bred. 

When  Harry  knocked  at  the  door  of  Mr.  Douglass's  study,  he  knew  by 
the  tutor's  tone  in  inviting  him  in  that  the  teacher  had  not  called  him 
simply  for  a  trivial  reprimand.  It  was  certainly  something  serious;  perhaps 
news  from  Harry's  father  and  mother. 

"Sit  down,  Harry,"  said  the  tutor, —  "and  don't  be  worried,"  he   added, 
seeing  how  solemn  the  boy  looked.      "  I  have  had  a  message  by  cable  from 
your  father;   but  it  's  good  news,  not  bad.      Read  it." 
He  handed  Harry  the  despatch.      It  read: 

Take  Hal  and  Phil  to  Fair.  My  expense.  Letter  to  Chicago.  See  Farwell  about  money 
and  tickets. 

"  Rather  sudden,  is  n't  it?"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  smiling. 


HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


THE    FOfNDATlON     UF     THE     MAN  L  FAL  IL  KliS 


"Yes,"  said  Harry,  "but — immense!     Don't  you  think  so?" 

"  I  'm  glad  to  go,"  the  tutor  said.  "  It  seems  to  me  that  a  visit  to  the 
Fair  is  worth  more  than  all  the  studying  here  you  boys  could  do  in  twice 
the  time  you  '11  spend  there;   and  it  's  a  lucky  opportunity  for  me.  " 

"Then  you  '11  go?"  said  Harry,  to  whom  the  news  seemed  a  bit  of  fairy 
story  come  true,  with  the  Atlantic  cable  for  a  magic  wand. 

"  Of  course,"  answered  the  tutor.  "The  only  thing  that  surprises  me  is 
the  quickness  of  your  father's  decision." 

"That  's  just  like  him,"  said  Harry.  "  He  's  a  railroad  man.  you  know, 
and  they  always  go  at  high  pressure.  Why,  he  'd  rather  talk  b)-  telephone, 
even  when  he  can't  get  anything  but  a  buzz  and  a  squeak  on  the  wire,  than 
send  a  messenger  who  'd  jret  there  in  half  the  time." 

"  But  has  he  said  an)thing  about  sending  you  before?" 

"  No.  The  fact  is,  people  abroad  are  slow  to  know  what  a  whacker 
this  Fair  is !  They  think  it  's  a  mere  foreign  exposition.  Father  's  just 
found  out  that  Uncle  Sam  has  covered  himself  with  glory,  and  now  he 
wants  Phil  and  me  to  see  the  bird  from  beak  to  claws — the  whole  .Vnicrican 
Eagle." 

"  But  shan't  we  have  trouble  about  tickets?"  asked  Mr.  Douglass. 

"  No,"  said  Harry.  "  Father  's  a  railroad  man.  That  's  what  '  See 
Farwell '  means.  You  let  me  go  to  see  him.  He  "s  the  general  manager, 
or  some  high-cockalorum.      He  '11  .see  us  through  by  daylight." 

"  \'ery  well,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "  I  'm  just  as  glad  to  go  as  you  are. 
Philip  and  I  will  attend  to  the  packing,  and  you  shall  go  to  New  York  this 
afternoon  and  see  Mr.  P'arwell.      Now  you  can  tell  Philip  about  it." 


STARTED    BY    CABLE 


AND    LIBERAL    AKTs     ULll-IU 


Harry  ran  out  of  the  room,  slamming  the  door  behind  him,  but  Mr. 
Douglass  only  laughed.  Perhaps  he  would  have  slammed  it,  too,  if  he  'd 
been  in  the  boy's  place. 

"  Well  ? "  said  Philip,  looking  up  from  the  Xenophon  he  was  translating. 

"Thanks  be  to  Christopher  Columbus!"  said  Harry,  with  a  jig-step. 

"  Has  he  done  anything  new?"  Philip  asked,  looking  over  his  spectacles. 

"  I  guess  not,"  said  Harry,  "but  we  're  going  to  the  Fair." 

"  How  can  we  ?  "  Philip  asked. 

Harry  threw  the  cable  despatch  down  upon  the  table,  and  turned  to  get 
his  hat.  Philip  read  the  telegram,  carefully  wiped  his  glasses,  rose,  put  the 
Xenophon  into  its  place  upon  his  book-shelves,  and  said : 

"  Xenophon  will  have  to  attend  to  his  own  parasangs  for  a  while." 

"  You  pack  up  for  me,  and  I  '11  see  to  the  railroad-tickets,"  said  Harry. 
"  I  have  just  about  time  to  catch  the  train  for  New  York." 

That  was  a  hard  and  busy  day  for  all  three  of  the  party.  Perhaps 
Harry's  share  was  the  easiest,  for,  by  showing  his  father's  despatch  to  Mr. 
Farwell,  he  had  everything  made  easy  for  him.  Still,  even  influence  might 
not  have  secured  them  places  except  for  the  aid  of  chance.  It  happened 
that  a  prominent  man  had,  at  the  last  moment,  to  give  up  a  section  in  the 
Wagner  sleeper,  and  this  was  turned  over  to  Harry.  So,  late  in  the  after- 
noon the  boy  came  back  with  what  he  called  "  three  gilt-edged  accordion- 
pleated  tickets." 

Meanwhile  Mr.  Douglass  and  Philip  had  put  into  three  traveling-bags 
as  much  as  six  would  hold,  and  the  party  went  to  bed  early  to  get  a  good 
rest  before  the  long  journey. 


HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


IKi'-..—  1H.II,I»I.S.>     MAl  lilM  K'.      liALl., 


Next  day  at  nearly  half-past  four  the  three  travelers  walked  through  the 
passageway  at  the  Grand  Central  Depot,  had  their  tickets  punched, —  and 
Philip  noticed  that  the  man  at  the  gate  kept  tally  on  a  printed  list  of  the 
numbers  of  different  tickets  presented, —  and  entered  the  mahogany  and 
blue-plush  Wagner  cars. 

In  a  few  minutes  some  one  said  quietly:  "All  right,"  and  the  train 
gently  moved  out. 

"  I  can  remember,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "  when  a  train  started  with  a  shock 


THE    JOURNEY    BY    SLEEPER  5 

like  a  Japanese  earthquake.  Now  this  seemed  to  glide  out  as  if  saying,  'Oh, 
by  the  way,  I  think  I  '11  go  to  Chicago  ! '  " 

Harry  laughed.  "Yes,"  he  said,  "and  how  little  fuss  there  is  about  it. 
Why,  abroad,  I  remember  that  they  had  first  a  bell,  then  a  yell,  then  a 
scream,  then  the  steam  !  " 

As  the  train  passed  through  the  long  tunnel  just  after  leaving  the  station, 
Mr.  Douglass  remarked  : 

"  How  monotonous  those  dark  arches  of  brickwork  are  !  " 

"  Yes,"  said  Philip,  "  they  should  have  a  set  of  frescos  put  in  them." 

"  But  no  one  could  see  the  pictures,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "we  pass  them 
so  fast." 

"  That 's  true,"  said  Harry,  with  a  pretended  sigh  ;  "  but  they  might  have 
to  be  instantaneous  photographs." 

Philip  looked  puzzled  for  a  minute  and  then  laughed.  After  they  left 
the  tunnel,  they  passed  through  the  suburbs  of  New  York,  entered  a  narrow 
cut  that  turned  westward,  and  were  soon  sailinsf  alonsf  the  Hudson  River — 
or  so  it  seemed.  There  was  no  shore  visible  beside  them,  except  for  an 
occasional  tumble-down  dock,  and  beyond  lay  the  river — a  soft,  gray  expanse 
relieved  against  the  Palisades,  and  later  against  more  distant  purple  hills. 
It  was  a  rest  for  their  eyes  to  see  only  an  occasional  sloop  breaking  the  long 
stretch  of  water,  and  the  noise  of  the  train  was  lessened  because  there  was 
nothing  to  echo  back  the  sounds  from  the  river. 

Mr.  Douglass  found  his  pleasure  in  the  scenery,  the  widenings  of  the 
river,  the  soft  outlines  of  the  hills,  the  long  reflection  of  the  setting  sun. 
But  the  boys   cared   more  to  see  the  passengers. 

"Is  n't  it  funny,"  said  Philip,  "how  Americans  take  things  as  a  mat- 
ter of  course?  I  really  believe  that  if  the  train  was  a  sort  of  Jules  \'erne 
unlimited  express  for  the  planet  Mars,  the  people  would  all  look  placid  and 
read  the  evening  papers." 

"Of  course,"  said  Harry.  "\Miat  else  can  they  do?  Would  you  expect 
me  to  go  forward  and  say:  'Dear  Mr.  Engineer,  but  do  you  really 
think  you  know  what  all  these  brass  and  steel  things  are  ?  Don't  you  feel 
scared?  Won't  you  lie  down  awhile  on  the  coal,  while  I  run  the  engine 
for  you  ? '  " 

"Nonsense!"  said  Philip,  laughing.  "But  they  might  show  some  in- 
terest." 

"They  do,"  said  Harry;  "but  that  's  not  what  I  'm  thinking  of  I  'm 
thinking  I  '11  be  a  civil  engineer." 

"Why?"  said  Philip. 

"Just  think,"  Harry  answered,  pointing  from  the  car  window,  "what  a 


HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


good  time   they   must  have  had  laying  out  this  road  !     Why,  it  was  just 
a  camping-out  froHc,  that  's  all  it  was." 


ONli    OF     THE     DECORATOKS     AT    WOKK. 


"Did  n't  you  hear  the  waiter  say  dinner  was  ready?"  said  Mr.  Douglass. 

"No,"  said  Philip;  "hut  I  knew  it  ought  to  he,  if  they  care  for  the  feelings 
of  their  passengers.      Where  is  the  dining-car?" 

"At  the  end  of  the  train,"  said  Mr.  Douglass.    "Come,  we  '11  walk  through." 

So,  in  single  file  ("like  cannibals  on  the  trail  of  a  missionary,"  Harry 
said),  they  passed  from  car  to  car.     The  cars  were  connected  by  vestibules 


THE    JOURNEY    BV    SLEEPER  7 

— collapsible  passageways,  folding  like  an  accordion  —  and  it  was  not 
necessary  to  go  outside  at  all.      The  train  was  an  unbroken  hallway. 

'•  It  is  much  like  a  long,  narrow  New  York  flat,"  said  Philip.  "  People 
who  li\-e  in  flats  must  feel  perfectly  at  home  when  they  travel  in  these  cars." 

They  found  the  dining-car  very  pretty  and  comfortable.  Along  one  side 
were  tables  where  two  could  sit,  face  to  face.  On  the  opposite  side  of  the 
aisle  the  tables  accommodated  four.  The  boys  and  their  tutor  took  one  of 
the  larger  tables.  The  bill  of  fare  was  that  of  a  well-appointed  hotel  or  res- 
taurant,—  soup,    fish,    entrees,   joint,   and   dessert, — and    it   was   difficult  to 


realize  that  they  were  eating  while  covering  many  miles  an  hour ;  in  fact, 
the  only  circumstance  that  was  a  reminder  of  the  journeying  was  a  slight 
rim  around  the  edge  of  the  table  to  keep  the  dishes  from  traveling  too. 
"It  is  strange,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "how  people  have  learned  to  eat 
dishes  in  a  certain  order,  such  as  you  see  on  a  bill  of  fare.  Probably  this 
order  of  eating  is  the  result  of  tens  of  millions  of  experiments,  and  therefore 
the  best  wav. " 


THE    JOURNEY    BY    SLEEPER  9 

"The  best  for  us,"  said  Philip;  "but  how  about  the  Chinese?" 

Mr.  Douglass  had  to  confess  himself  the  objection  well  taken. 

"  I  believe  the  Chinese  were  created  to  be  the  exceptions  to  all  rules," 
he  said. 

The  dining-car  had  an  easy,  swaying  motion  that  was  very  pleasant, 
and  altogether  the  dinner  was  a  most  welcome  change  from  the  ordinary 
routine  of  a  railway  journey. 

As  the  boys  walked  back  to  their  own  section,  Philip  noticed  a  little 
clock  set  into  the  woodwork  at  one  end  of  the  smoking-car.  He  was  sur- 
prised to  see  that  it  had  two  hour-hands,  one  red  and  one  black. 

He  pointed  it  out  to  Mr.  Douglass,  who  told  him  that  the  clock  indi- 
cated both  New  York  and  Chicago  times — which  differ  by  an  hour,  one 
foUowinaf  what  is  called  "  Eastern,"  the  other  "Central"  time. 

By  the  time  they  were  again  settled  in  their  places  it  was  dark  outside ; 
and,  as  Philip  poetically  said,  they  seemed  to  be  "boring  a  hole  through  a 
big  dark."  One  of  the  colored  porters  looked  curiously  at  Philip,  as  if  he 
had  overheard  this  remark  without  understanding  its  poetical  bearing. 

"  He  thinks  you  are  a  Western  desperado  !  "  said  Harry,  with  a  grin. 

"Boys,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "the  porters  will  soon  make  up  the  beds, 
and  I  want  you  to  see  how  ingeniously  everything  is  arranged." 

Here  is  what  the  porter  did : 

He  stood  straddling  on  two  seats,  turned  a  handle  in  the  top  of  a  panel, 
and  pulled  down  the  upper  berth.  It  moved  on  hinges,  and  was  supported 
after  the  manner  of  a  book-shelf  by  two  chains  that  ran  on   spring  pulleys. 

Then  he  fastened  two  strong  wire  ropes  from  the  upper  to  the  lower 
berths. 

"What  's  that  for?  "  asked  Harry. 

"To  prevent  passengers  from  being  smashed  flat  by  the  shutting  up  of 
the  berth,"  Philip  answered,  after  a  moment's  puzzling  over  the  question. 

"  You  can  have  the  upper  berth,  Philip,"  said  Harry,  impressively.  "  It 's 
better  ventilated  than  the  lower,  they  say;   but  I  don't  mind  that." 

Meanwhile  the  porter  took  from  the  upper  berth  two  pieces  of  mahogany, 
cut  to  almost  fill  the  space  between  the  tops  of  the  seats  and  the  side  roofs 
of  the  car.  The  edges  were  grooved,  and  slid  along  upon  and  closely  fitted 
the  top  of  the  seat  and  a  molding  on  the  roof  These  side-pieces  were  next 
fastened  by  a  brass  bolt  pushed  up  from  the  end  of  the  seat-back. 

Then  the  bed-clothing  (kept  by  day  in  the  lower  seats  and  behind  the 
upper  panel)  was  spread  on  the  upper  berth,  and  the  mattress  of  the  lower 
berth  was  made  up  from  the  seat-cushions,  supported  upon  short  slats  set 
from  seat  to  seat. 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


While  the  beds  were  being  made,  the  bo}s  were  amused  to  see  some 
ladies  laughing  at  the  man's  method  of  getting  the  clothes  and  pillows  into 
place.  A  woman  seems  to  coax  the  bed  into  shape,  but  a  man  bullies  it 
into  submission. 

"They  think  it's  funny  to  see  him  make  a  bed,"  said  Harry,  in  an 
undertone;  "but  if  they  were  to  try  to  throw  a  stone,  or  bait  a  fish-hook, 
I  guess  the  darky  would  have  a  right  to  smile  some  too." 

To  finish  his  work,  the  porter  hung  a  thick  pair  of  curtains  on  hooks 
along  a  horizontal  pole,  and  then  affixed  a  long  plush  strip  to  which  were 
fastened  large  gilt  figures  four  inches  high — the  number  of  the  section. 

"  It  would  be  fun  to  change  the  numbers  around,"  remarked  Harry, 
pensively.  "  Then  nobody  would  know  who  he  was  when  he  got  up.  But 
perhaps  it  would  make  a  boy  unpopular  if  he  was  caught  at  it." 

Mr.  Doug-lass  admitted  that  it  micrht. 
As  the  porter  made   up   their   own   section, 
Harry  pulled  out  his  sketch-book   and  made  a 
little  picture  of  him. 

"It's  hard  times  on  the  railroad  now,"  he 
remarked,  as  he  finished  the  sketch.  "  See  how 
short  they  have  to  make  the  porters'  jackets ! 
But  it  must  save  starch  !" 

The    boys    had   wondered    how    the    people 
would    tret   to   bed,   but  there   seemed   no   difii- 
cultv  about   it.      As   for  our  bovs,  who  had  the 
upper   berth,   one   by    one    they    took    off   their 
shoes,   coats  and  vests,  etc.,  and  then   climbed 
behind  the  curtains,  where  they  put  their  paja- 
mas over  their  underclothes. 
After  they  were  in  bed,  they  talked  but  little,  for  they  were  tired. 
"  This  rocking  makes  me  drowsy,"  Philip  said  ;   "  it 's  like  a  cradle." 
"Yes,"  Harry  answered,  as  the  car  lurched  a  little — "a  cradle  rocked  by 
a  mother  with  the  St.  Vitus's  dance  1 " 

While  going  to  sleep,  the  boys  were  puzzled  to  account  for  thi-  strange 
noises  made  by  the  train.  At  times  it  seemed  to  have  run  over  a  china- 
shop,  and  at  other  times  the  train  rumbled  hoarsely,  as  if  it  were  running 
over  the  top  of  an  enormous  bass-drum. 

Soon  the  great  train  was  transporting  two  l)o\s  who  were  fast  asleep 
in  Section  No.  12;  they  woke  fitfully  during  the  night,  but  only  vaguely 
remembered  where  they  were,  until  the  cold  light  of  morning  was  reflected 
from  the  top  of  the  car. 


'  VO     SECTION    READY,    SAH  \ 


THE   JOURNEY    BY    SLEEPER 


I  I 


Dressing  was  more  difficult  than  going  to  bed,  but  by  a  combination  of 
patience  and  gymnastics  Harry  and  Philip  were  soon  able  to  take  places  in 
the  line  that  led  to  the  wash-room.  Thence,  later,  they  came  forth  ready  for 
breakfast  (for  which  they  had  to  "line  up"  again),  and  another  all-day  ride. 


THE    OPENING    OF    THE    FAIR,   MAY    I,    1893. —  THE    PRESIDENT    OF    THE    UNITED    STATES    SPEAKING. 

At  breakfast,  the  next  table  to  them  was  occupied  by  a  gentleman  named 
Phinney,  and  his  son.  Harry  knew  the  son  slightly,  having  once  been  his 
schoolmate.  Young  Phinney  was  making  a  second  visit  to  the  Fair,  and  he 
told  Harry  that  on  the  former  trip  the  train  had  run  around  Niagara 
Falls  in  such  a  way  as  to  give  the  passengers  an  opportunity  to  view  them. 


ARRIVAL    AT    CHICAGO  1 3 

The  train  had  stopped  there  for  five  minutes,  and  they  had  climbed  down 
near  the  rapids  to  a  point  where  there  was  an  excellent  view  of  "  the  great 
cataract" — so  young  Phinney  called  it.  He  gave  the  boys  some  pictures 
showing  the  falls,  and  indeed  there  was  a  picture  of  the  falls  upon  the  side 
of  the  breakfast  bill  of  fare. 

During  the  forenoon  the  train  was  passing  through  Canada — the  boys' 
impression  of  that  country  being  a  succession  of  flat  fields,  ragged  woods, 
sheep,  swine,  and  a  few  pretty,  long-tailed  ponies  grazing  upon  browning 
turf  Philip  said  that  it  was  like  "the  Adirondacks  spread  flat  by  a  giant- 
ess's rolling-pin.  " 

At  Windsor  the  train,  separated  into  sections,  was  run  upon  a  ferry-boat 
(upon  which  one  small  room  was  marked  "U.  S.  Customs")  and  carried  over 
to  Detroit.  Here  Mr.  Douglass  made  the  boys  laugh  by  suddenly  jumping 
back  from  the  window.  He  had  been  startled  by  a  large  round  brush  that 
was  poked  against  the  window  from  outside  to  dust  it. 

From  Detroit  the  train  ran  through  Michigan — mainly  through  a  flat 
country  of  rich  farming  land.  Philip,  who  had  never  been  West,  was  much 
surprised  at  the  uninterrupted  stretches  of  level  ground.  Mr.  Douglass  asked 
him  what  he  thought  of  the  region.  Philip  adjusted  his  glasses  and  replied 
slowly:  "Well,  it  's  fine  for  the  farmers,  but  it  is  no  place  for  speaking  Wil- 
liam Tell's  piece  about  'Ye  crags  and  peaks,  I  'm  with  you  once  again!'" 

"You  must  not  forget,  though."  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "that  it  is  the  rich 
farming  lands  that  really  underlie  America's  prosperity.  When  you  see  the 
Fair,  you  will  understand  better  what  a  rich  nation  we  are ;  but  without  our 
great  wheat-lands  we  should,  like  England,  be  dependent  upon  commerce 
for  our  very  existence." 

The  boys  were  much  less  talkative  as  the  train  neared  Chicago.  They 
were  somewhat  tired,  and  were  also  thinking  of  the  amount  of  walking  and 
sisfht-seeincr  that  was  before  them. 

All  at  once,  at  about  half-past  five.  New  York  time  (for  the  travelers  had 
not  yet  changed  their  watches  to  an  hour  earlier),  Mr.  Douglass  pointed  out 
of  the  right-hand  forward  window.  Both  boys  looked.  There,  in  the  dis- 
tance, rose  above  the  city  houses  a  gilded  dome,  and  from  the  opposite  car- 
window  they  saw  just  afterward  a  spider-web  structure. 

"I  know  it!"  Philip  sang  out;  "that  's  the  Administration  Building. 
But  what  is  the  other  ?  " 

"The  Ferris  Wheel,"  answered  Harry. 

"Yes,"  said  the  tutor,  "we  are  going  to  leave  the  car  not  far  from  the 
Plaisance  gate." 

"  Sixtieth  street  next !  "  cried  the  brakeman. 


14  HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

"  Come,  we  get  out  here.  It  's  nearest  the  grounds,  and  I  have  been 
told  it  is  wise  to  lodge  as  near  as  possible." 

When  the  cars  stopped,  the  party  descended  upon  a  platform  with 
"  rails  to  the  right  of  them,  rails  to  the  left  of  them,"  and  trains  and  crowds 
in  all  directions.  Mr.  Douglass  led  the  way  out  into  the  huddled  settlement 
of  apartment-houses,  hotels,  and  lodgings  that  has  sprung  into  e.xistence 
around  Jackson   Park,   the  Fair  Grounds. 

Tlien  began  their  search  for  rooms.  At  first  it  seemed  discouraging; 
neatness  outside  was  not  always  a  sign  of  what  to  expect  inside.  They 
labored  up-stairs  and  down  again  several  times.  At  one  attractive  private 
house  they  entered,  e.xpecting  quiet,  homelike  rooms.  In  the  tiny  parlor 
they  found  five  cots  set  "cheek  by  jowl"  as  close  as  they  could  be  jammed. 
They  smiled  at  this,  but  found  the  rest  of  the  rooms  as  fully  utilized.  Mr. 
Douglass  made  some  objection,  and  was  told  by  the  self-possessed  landlady 
that  "some  very  fine  gentlemen  thought  her  fifty-cent  beds  were  very 
elegant."  At  another  house  they  were  passing,  a  boy  who  could  n't 
have  been  over  five  years  old  rushed  out  like  a  little  Indian 
on  the  warpath,  crying,  "Hi!  You  lookin'  fer  rooms?" 
Amused  at  the  little  fellow's  enterprise,  our  travelers  fol- 
lowed him,  the  boy  going  forward  on  his  sturdy  little 
legs,  and  crying,  "  Hi,  there,  Mama!  Here  's  roomers' 
I  got  you  some  roomers  !  " 

But  unfortunately  the  boy   proved  more  attrac- 
tive than  the  rooms.      After  a  long  walk,  but  with- 
out going  far  from  the  Fair  Grounds,  they  took 
rooms  at  a  very  good  hotel.     The  price  was  high,  „^,  ^^^^^  ,,^,,^, 

perhaps,    but    reasonable  considering    the    advan-  here  s  roomeksi- 

tages  and   the  demand  for  lodgings.     They  took  two  rooms,  one  witli   a 
double  bed  for  the  boys,  the  other  a  single  room  for  the  tutor. 

Gladly  they  dropped  the  .satchels  that  had  made  their  muscles  ache,  and 
after  leaving  the  keys  of  their  rooms  with  the  hotel  clerk,  they  set  forth  for 
their  first  visit  to  the  Fair.  In  order  that  guests  should  not  forget  to  leave 
their  keys,  each  was  inserted  at  right  angles  into  a  nickel-plated  strip  of 
metal  far  too  long  to  go  comfortably  into  the  pocket  even  of  an  absent- 
minded  German  professor. 

"One  advantage  of  being  in  a  hotel,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  as  they  walked 
toward  the  entrance  of  the  grounds,  "is  the  fact  that  on  rain)-,  disagreeable 
days  we  can  get  meals  there  if  we  choose.  It  is  not  always  pleasant  to 
have  to  hunt  breakfiist  through  the  rain.  But  usually  we  shall  dine  where 
we  happen  to  be  in  the  grounds  ;  there  are  restaurants  of  all  sorts  near  the 
exhibits,  from  a  lunch-counter  up." 


THE    FAIR    AT    LAST 


15 


Alono-  the  sidewalk  that  led  from  their  hotel  to  the  entrance  were  dinino- 
rooms,  street-peddlers'  counters,  peddlers  with  trays — all  meant  as  induce- 
ments to  leave  money  in  the  great  Western  metropolis.  One  thing  the 
boys  found  very  amusing  was  an  Italian  bootblack's  stand  surrounded  on 
three  sides  by  a  blue  mosquito-netting. 

"  If  it  had  been  on  all  sides,"  said  Harry,  "I  could  have  understood  it, 
because  it  might  be  a  fly-discourager.  But  now  I  think  it  must  be  only  a 
way  of  attracting  attention." 

They  had  arrived,  luckily,  on  a  "fete  night."  Though  tired  and  hungry, 
they  all  agreed  that  it  would  never  do  not  to  take  advantage  of  so  excellent 
a  chance  to  secure  a  favorable  first  impression.  So  they  bought  tickets  at  a 
little  wooden  booth,  and,  entering  a  turnstile  one  by  one,  were  at  last  in  the 
great  White  City. 


HERE    WE    are! 


ADMI.NISTKATIUN     BUILDING. 


CHAPTER    II 

The  Fete  Nicrlit — Rainbow  Fountains  —  The  Scarch-lisihts —  On  the  Lake — 
The  Fireworks  —  Passing  a  Wreck  —  Diving  in  the  Grand  Basin. 

"Well,"  remarked  Harry,  as  the  wicket  turned  and  let  him  into  the 
grounds,  "if  any  one  wishes  to  take  down  what  I  said  on  entering  the  grounds, 
he  can  write  down  these  thrilhng  words:    '  Here  we  are  at  last ! ' " 

"We  won't  try  to  do  more  than  get  a  general  idea  of  things  to-night," 
said  Mr.  Douglass.  "We  shall  find  claims  upon  our  eyesight  at  every  step. 
But  what  a  crowd  !  " 

The  crowd  was  certainly  enormous.  At  first  most  of  the  people  seemed 
to  be  coming  out,  but  this  idea  was  a  mistake.      It  came  from  the  fact  that 


'1,1 


A    TICKET    OF    ADMISSION. 


those  going  the  same  way  as  our  part)-  attracted  their  attention  less  than 
those  whom  they  met  and  had  to  pass. 

They  walked  between  the  Pennsylvania  Railroad  exhibit  and  the  Trans- 
portation Building,  and  entered  the  Administration  Building,  which  seemed 
the  natural  gateway  to  the  Court  of  Honor  and  its  Basin — always  the  cen- 
tral point  of  interest.     The  paving  seemed  to  be  a  composition  not  unlike 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


the  "  Staff"  that  furnished  the  material  for  the  sfreat  buildincfs,  the  balus- 
trades,  the  statues,  and  the  fountains.  It  was  just  at  dusk,  and  the  hght  was 
soft  and  pleasant  to  the  eyes.      Once  in  the  Administration  Building,  all  our 

sight-seers  threw  back  their  heads  and 
gazed  up  within  the  dim  and  distant 
dome  enriched  by  its  beautiful  frescos. 
"I  hav^e  heard,"  said  the  tutor,  who 
felt  bound  to  serve  as  guide  so  far  as 
his  experience  would  warrant,  "  that 
people  are  unable  to  understand  the 
vastness  of  St.  Peter's  dome  at  Rome. 
Fhis  dome  is  even  higher,  and  so  I  feel 
sure  that,  large  as  it  seems  to  us,  our 
ideas  of  it  fall  far  below  the  reality. 
However,  we  shall  see  this  many  times. 
Let  us  go  on  through,  and  see  the  Court 
of  Honor." 

Leaving  by  the  east  portal,  the 
three  came  out  upon  the  broad  plaza 
that  fronts  the  basin.  By  this  time 
the  sky  was  a  deep,  dark  blue,  and 
every  outline  of  the  superb  group  of 
i)uildings  was  sharply  relieved. 

For  a  while  the  three  stood  silent. 
There  was  nothing  to  say ;  but  each 
of  them  felt  that  the  work  of  men's 
hands  —  of  the  human  imag^ination  —  had  never  come  so  near  to  rivaling- 
Nature's  inimitable  glories.  The  full  moon  stood  high  abo\e  the  build- 
ings at  their  right,  but  even  her  serenity  could  not  make  the  great  White 
City  seem  petty. 

The  boys  knew  no  words  to  express  what  they  felt.  They  only  knew  that 
in  their  lives  they  had  never  been  so  impiressed  except  when  gazing  upon  a 
glorious  sunset,  an  awe-inspiring  thunderstorm,  or  the  unmeasured  expanse 
of  the  ocean. 

Philip  was  the  first  to  speak. 

"Must  it  be  taken  down?  Why  could  n't  they  leave  it?  It  is — un- 
earthly !  " 

"  Boys,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "  I  don't  preach  to  you  often,  and  certainl)- 
there  is  no  need  of  it  now.  But,  at  one  time  or  another,  each  of  us  has 
tried  to  imagine  what  Heaven  could  be  like.     When  we  see  this"  and  he 


INTERIOR    OF    THE    DOME    OF    THE    ADMINISTRATION    IIUILDING. 


A    GROUP    OF     STATLARV     ON     THE    ADMINISTRATION     BL'ILDING,    "THE     GLORIUCA  HON     uF    WAR. 

looked  reverently  about  him,  "  and  remember  that  this  is  man's  work,  we 
can.  see  how  incapable  we  are  of  rising  to  a  conception  of  what  Heaven 
might  be." 

But  their  rhapsodies  could  not  last  long  in  such  a  pushing  and  throng- 
ing time.  People  brushed  against  them,  talking  and  laughing ;  the  rolling- 
chairs  zigzagged  in  and  out,  finding  passageway  where  none  appeared ; 
distant  bands  were  playing,  and  all  about  them  was  the  living  murmur  of 
humanity.  Groups  were  sitting  upon  every  available  space :  tired  mothers 
with  children,  young  men  chatting,  and  serious-faced  country  people 
plodded  silently  along  amid  their  gayer  neighbors. 


THE    FETE    NIGHT 


21 


For  a  time  the  three  wandered  almost  without  purpose;  then,  reaching 
the  further  end  of  the  Basin,  they  looked  back  at  the  superb  MacMonnies 
Fountain — the  galley  that  bore  the  proudly  poised  figure  of  Progress. 

Opposite,  and  facing  the  fountain,  rose  the  massive  but  perhaps  less 
expressive  statue  of  the  Republic.     Though  the  boys  were  speechless  with 


A    NEARER    VIEW    OF     THE     FOUNTAIN. 


admiration,  delight,  and  wonder,  they  found  —  as  others  have  done — that  fine 
sights  do  not  satisfy  the  appetite  any  better  than  fine  words  butter  parsnips. 
So  Harry  turned  to  Mr.  Douglass,  saying,  "  Mr.  Douglass,  don't  you  hear 
the  dinner-horn  ?     It  seems  to  me  that  I  do." 

"All  right,"  he  answered;  "let  us  go  over  to  the  Casino  restaurant  and 
have  a  comfortable  dinner ;  but  first  suppose  we  stop  a  moment  for  a  look 
into  the  Electricity  Building.  I  saw  by  a  program  posted  up  near  the  en- 
trance that  it  is  open  to-night." 

As  they  came  nearer,  they  found  the  crowd  rapidly  increasing  in  density ; 
and  when  they  entered,  passing  the  heroic  statue  of  Franklin,  they  found 
themselves  entirely  at  the  mercy  of  the  moving  throng  of  people.  So  thick 
were  the  sight-seers  packed  that  the  boys  could  see  little  e.xcept  the  great 
Edison  Pillar,  and  that  was  visible  only  because  it  rose  so  high  in  air. 
While  they  watched  the  pillar,  incrusted  with  incandescent  lights,  different- 


22  HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

colored  bulbs  sprang  into  glowing  life  or  faded  out,  showing  a  kaleidoscope 
of  patterns  changing  continually. 

"We  sha'n't  get  any  dinner  if  we  don't  get  out  now,"  said  Philip,  who  was 
struggling  to  keep  his  eye-glasses  from  being  displaced. 

"Come,  then,"  said  Harry;  and  they  turned  to  stem  the  tide.  For  a  time 
they  made  slight  progress  ;  but,  luckily,  a  row  of  wheeling-chairs  came  charg- 
ing slowly  but  firmly,  cutting  a  path  by  gentle  persistence.  Falling  in  be- 
hind these  pioneers,  they  succeeded  in  escaping  to  the  open  air,  and  then 
made  their  way  to  the  Casino.  Just  before  reaching  this  great  restaurant, 
they  saw  the  convent  of  La  Rabida,  which  appeared  between  the  Agricultural 
Building  and  the  Casino. 

"See  !"  said  Philip.  "There  's  the  model  of  the  convent.  Do  you  know 
what  it  reminds  me  of?  It  is  like  a  little  gray  nun  sitting  demurelv  in  the 
corner  of  a  grand  ball-room  !" 

And,  indeed,  the  unpretending  little  building  was  a  distinct  rest  to  the 
eye,  after  the  proud  proportions  of  its  surroundings.  As  the  statues  spoke 
of  the  future,  the  convent  reminded  one  of  the  past. 

Entering  the  Casino  brought  them  back  sharply  to  the  present,  with  its 
needs  and  its  inconveniences.  The  prosaic  need  for  dinner  was  the  first  to 
be  thought  of  and,  enormous  as  was  the  restaurant,  the  crowd  that  night 
filled  every  seat,  and  left  plenty  of  stragglers  to  stand  watchfully  about, 
eager  to  fill  themselves  and  any  vacant  chair. 

"  Boys,"  said  the  tutor,  sadly,  "  if  we  stand  here  an  hour,  it  will  be  only  a 
piece  of  luck  if  we  find  a  place.     Where  shall  we  go  ?  " 

"I  heard  a  man  say  that  there  was  a  lunch-counter  in  the  .southeastern 
corner  of  the  Manufactures,  etc.,  etc.,  Building,"  said  Harry.  "This  is  no 
time  for  French  bills  of  fare  and  finger-bowls.     Come,  let  's  go  over  there." 

No  one  cared  to  argue  the  question,  and,  keeping  the  lake  on  their  right, 
they  crossed  to  the  largest  building,  and  found  a  primitive  lunch-counter  on 
the   ground   floor.      Boys   and   rough-looking  men,   perched 
on  high  stools,  .shouted  out  orders  to  "girls"  from  eighteen 
to  fifty  years  old. 

After  waiting  a  few  minutes,  Mr.  Douglass  found  a  seat, 
which  the  boys  insisted  he  should  take,  and  a  little  later  they 
'^_^  found    two    together.    The    man    who    left    the    seat   Harry 
"HE  -s  A  cow-Bov."    crowded  into  had  on  a  wide-brimmed  felt  hat,  the  edges  of 
which  had  been  perforated  all  around  in  openwork. 

"  He  's  a  cow-boy,"  Harry  whispered  in  delighted  tones. 

Meanwhile  Philip  was  trying  to  attract  the  attention  of  the  very  stout 
and  independent  young  girl  who  waited  upon  that  section  of  the  counter. 


THE    FETE    NIGHT 


23 


He  raised  his  hand,  but  she  only  sneered  and  remarked,  "I  see  yer!"  which 
brought  a  roar  of  laughter  from  some  talkative  customers.      Soon,  however, 


THH    GRAND     BASIN     FROM    A     BALCONY     OF    THE    ADMINISTRATION    BUILDING. 

she  condescended  to  turn  an  ear  in  the  boys'  direction,  and  they  succeeded 
in  ordering  two  sandwiches  and  two  cups  of  coffee.  When  they  had  finished, 
Harry  said,  "  Phil,  we  '11  forgive  the  sandwiches  for  the  sake  of  the  coffee !  " 

After  this  hasty  supper,  Mr.  Douglass  told  them  that  there  were  two  fine 
displays  that  evening — the  electric  fountains  and  fireworks  on  the  lake-front. 

"  Let  us  see  both,"  said  Harry.  "  There  's  a  place  for  launches  down 
by  the  Basin,  and  the  man  was  yelling  out  when  I  came  by:  'One  launch  is 
going  to  stay  awhile  in  the  Basin,  and  then  going  out  into  the  lake,' — I 
think  he  said  at  half-past  seven." 

Philip  looked  at  his  watch.  "We  're  too  late  by  half  an  hour,"  he  said 
impatiently. 

"Why,  no,  Philip,"  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "Our  watches  show  New  York 
time.     We  have  half  an  hour  to  spare." 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


"  True,"  answered  the  boy.  "  You  are  right.  I  had  forgotten  that ; 
and,  by  the  way,  now  is  a  good  time  to  reset  our  watches." 

So  they  turned  the  hands  back  an  hour,  and  felt  thankful  that  another 
sixty  minutes  had  been  added  to  the  evening. 


"  Now,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "  I  have  a  poinilar  motion  to  present.  It  is 
moved,  that  we  cease  moving,  and  sit  down  ior  a  while." 

"Seconded  and  carried!"  cried  Harry;  "and,  what  's  more,  I  see  some 
chairs";  and  he  pointed  to  a  row  that  were  strangely  vacant,  while  all 
around  were  occupied.  The  boys  walked  toward  them.  Suddenly  Harr\, 
who  was  ahead,  came  back. 

"  I  don't  care  to  sit  down  just  now,"  he  said;  and  his  companions,  coming 
nearer,  saw  that  the  chairs  were  put  over  a  great  break  in  the  pavement  to 
warn  people  away.  They  turned  to  walk  toward  the  boat-landing,  and  just 
then  the  electric  fountains  in  the  corners  of  the  Basin  nearest  the  Adminis- 
tration Buildinor  Ijeyan  to  plav.  Two  foamv  domes  mounted  uiiward.  antl 
were  magically  tinted  in  fairy  hues,  changing  and  interchanging,  rising  ami 
retiring,  twisting,  whirling,  and  falling  in  violet,  sea-green,  pink,  purple  — 
it  was  a  tiny  convention  of  tamed  rainbows.     And,  meanwhile,  from   lofty 


ON    THE    LAKE 


25 


towers  great  electric  sunbeams  fell  upon  the  dome  of  the  Adminis- 
tration Building,  and  created  a  cameo  against  the  sky :  upon  the  Mac- 
Monnies  Fountain,  giving  it  a  transfigured  snowy  loveliness :  upon  one 
beautiful  group  after  another,  bringing  them  to  vivid  life.  The  beams 
were  at  times  full  of  smoke  and  spray,  that  gave  a  shimmering  motion  to 
their    light. 


THE    STATl E    Oh 


I  UK     KML  BLIC. 


"I  have  been  to  a  circus,"  said  Harry,  "where  the)'  had  four  rings  going 
at  once.  T/iai  was  bad;  but  this  —  this  makes  me  wish  I  was  a  spider, 
with  eyes  all  over  me." 

"  The  extra  legs  would  not  come  in  badly,  either,"  said  Philip,  reflectively. 

"Well  said  !  "  agreed  Mr.  Douglass.  "  Let  us  get  into  the  little  steamer; 
we  can  rest  there." 

They  made  their  way  to  the  landing,  bought  tickets,  stepped  aboard  just 
as  the  boat  moved  off  and  were  soon  gliding  gently  out  upon   the   Basin. 


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THE    FIREWORKS 


27 


After  a  short  delay  to  let  the  passengers  view  the  fountains  a  little  longer, 
the  steamer  sped  under  a  bridge,  through  the  great  arch  of  the  Peristyle, 
and  made  out  into  the  open  lake. 

To  their  surprise,  the  boys  found  a  heavy  rolling  "  sea"  on  ;  but  as  soon 
as  the  fireworks  began,  they  forgot  all  else.  Rockets,  bombs,  showers  of 
fire,  floating  lights — they  came  so  rapidly  that  there  was  a  continuous  gleam 
of  colored  light  reflected  from  the  waves.  Their  launch  rounded  the  fire- 
works station,  and  then  came  to  a  standstill  not  far  from  the  Naval  exhibit, 
the  model  man-of-war  "  Illinois." 

Soon  some  of  the  women  passengers  began  to  object  to  the  rolling. 
One  Boston  woman  said :  "  This  is  rousfh  ;  I  don't  like  this  at  all  ";  but  her 
bespectacled  daughter  remarked,  as  a  great  bomb  of  rosy  light  scattered  in  a 
rain  of  fire,  "  Well,  /  think  it  's  the  smoothest  thing  I  ever  saw  !  "  which  bit 
of  slang  from  the  prim  little  Puritan  was  a  great  delight  to  the  boys.  And 
as  the  search-light  suddenly  sent  its  beams  into  a  lady's  face,  she  nodded 
cordially,  and  said,  as  if  meeting  a  friend,  "  How  do  you  do?"  Then,  turn- 
ing to  her  own  party,  added.  "  They  've  just  found  me." 

There  were  many  little  incidents  that  amused 
Harry  exceedingly.  One  small  boy,  Avhile  board- 
ing the  boat,  ingeniously  contrived  to  knock  his  hat 
overboard;  it  was  at  once  recovered, — a  straw  hat 
has  no  chance  racing  a  steamboat, — but,  like  Mr. 
McGinty,  was  exceedingly  moist.  So  the  pilot 
went  down  a  dark  hatchway  and  fished  out  an  offi- 
cial cap.  The  boy  put  it  on.  The  effect  was  stun- 
ning,—  there  was  room  for  another  boy  inside, — 
and  Harry  made  a  sketch  of  it. 

But  these   trifles  were   only  a    relief  from   the 
grandeur  of   the  display.       Philip  said  it  was  the 
Grandest  Grand  Transiormation  Scene  imaginable. 
After  a  "set  piece"  had  been  shown,  there  was  a  bombardment  of  "Fort 
McHenry,"  as  they  called  it — a  ship  and  fort  outlined  in  living  fire: 

"  The  rockets'  red  glare, 
Bombs  bursting  in  air," 


rff^ 


THERE    WAS     ROOM     FOR    ANOTHER    BOY 

INSIDE, —  AND    HARRY    MADE    A 

SKETCH    OF    IT." 


and  all  the  rest  of  a  mimic  war.  Then,  as  the  fort  blew  up,  the  Stars 
and  Stripes  flamed  forth  —  "Old  Glory" — in  lines  of  light ;  and,  far  out 
upon  the  lake  as  they  were,  the  rapturous  cheering  of  the  crowds  came 
plainly  to  their  ears. 


28  HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

"Benedict  Arnold  would  never  have  made  that  awful  break  of  his  if  he 
could  have  been  here  to-night,"  said  Harry,  reflectively;  then,  as  Philip 
began  to  speak,  he  said,  "  Yes,  I  know  he  could  n't  have  been.     Thanks. " 


A     VIEW     t-ROM     Tim     LION'     FOUNTAIN. 

Looking  toward  i}ie  Grand  Basin  from  a  point  between  Machinery  Hall  and  the  Agricultural  Building. 

Another  thing  that  added  wonderfully  to  the  effect  of  the  fireworks  was 
a  calliope  whistle  on  some  yacht  or  tug.  \\  hilc  the  people  cheered,  the 
musical  director  of  that  steam-tug  whistle  performed  on  it  with  a  master 
hand.  It  shrieked,  it  cheered,  it  yelled,  it  laughed  —  whatever  song  without 
words  could  be  sung  by  a  steam-whistle  was  performed  with  variations. 
And,  queer  enough,  the  effect  was  exceedingly  pleasing.  It  somehow  seemed 
in  accord  with  the  whole  spirit  of  the  fete.  A  bold,  generous  Western  ex- 
travagance pervaded  the  whole  affair. 

On  their  way  back,  they  suddenly  saw  before  them  a  long  black  hulk. 
It  proved,  as  they  passed  it,  to  be  a  large  yacht  lying  upon  her  side,  with 
the  masts  and  yards  extending  out  far  over  the  dark  waves. 

"How  did  that  happen?"  Mr.  Douglass  asked  the  pilot,  jjointing  to 
the  wreck. 

"  It  was  a  collision,  sir,"  replied  the  pilot;  but  he  gave  no  particulars. 

As  the  man  seemed  busy  in  guiding  the  swift  little  steamer,  the  tutor 


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29 


recalled  the  old  adage  about  "  not  talking  to  the  man   at  the  wheel,"  and 
asked  no  further  questions. 

But  the  sights  of  that  marvelous  American  Thousand  and  One  Nights 
combined  were  not  yet  over.  As  they  entered  the  Basin,  their  steamer 
halted  to  enable  them  to  witness  a  diving  exhibition.  On  a  floating  tower 
stood  a  man  in  tights,  so  lighted  up  by  an  electric  ray  as  to  be  clearly 
visible  from  every  point  around.  Raising  his  hands  above  his  head,  he  fell 
thirty-five  feet  or  more  into  the  water.     Just  as  he  reached  the  surface,  his 


EVENING    ON    THE    CANAL. 


hands  came  swiftly  together,  and  he  sank  like  a  plummet.  In  an  instant  he 
was  up  again,  kicking  a  mass  of  gleaming  spray  into  the  air.  Several 
more   "  followed  their  leader." 

It  was  a  thrilling  sight,  and,  on  that  cold  night,  chilled  the  spectators  to 
the  marrow. 

As  they  walked  along  the  edge  of  the  Basin  after  leaving  their  launch, 
the  boys  greatly  admired  the  statues  of  animals  and  men  set  up  near  the 
balustrade.  There  was  a  bull,  several  great  bears,  a  farmer  and  a  draft- 
horse,  a  bison  (who  seemed  timid  and  dwarfed  by  his  surroundings),   and 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


Others,  nearl)-  all  modeled  with  a  massive  effect  that  gave  them  wonderful 
dignity. 

And  still  the  crowd  surged  to  and  fro,  but  now  with  a  decided  ten- 
dency toward  the  outlets;  the  lights  flashed  and  gleameil;  the  bands  played, 
while  the  great  moon  sailed  overhead  as  if  it  was  all  a  fete  to  Uiana. 

Tired  as  they  were  when  they  reached  the  hotel,  the  boys  could  not  re- 
frain from  talking  over  some  of  the  principal  things  they  had  seen.  They 
did  not  say  much  about  the  buildings,  for  they  knew  they  should  see  them 
again;  but  they  talked  of  the  people,  the  fireworks,  and  such  queer  com- 
ments as  they  had  overheard. 

"I  expected,"  said  Philip,  "that  we  should  see  a  great  many  foreigners 
— Turks,  Swedes,  Germans,  all  sorts.  But  I  did  n't.  I  saw  two  or  three 
fellows  with  fezzes  on,  but  that  was  about  all." 

"I  noticed  that,  too,"  Harry  responded.  "And  I  did  n't  hear  much  but 
English  spoken.  It  seems  tome  that  Uncle  Sam  has  done  most  of  this  thing 
himself  and  that  it  's  mainly  his  own  boys  that  are  taking  it  in." 

"  But  it 's  early  days  yet,"  said  Philip,  with  a  prodigious  yawn,  "to  make 
—  aw  !  —  comparisons." 

"That  looks  more  like  late  hours  than  early  days,"  Harry  suggested. 
"  Let  's  turn  in." 

In  a  few  minutes  their  clothes  were  on  two  chairs,  and  their  heads  were 
sunk  into  adjacent  pillows. 


VIEW    PROM     TIIK    ISLAMJ    AT    NIGHT. 


CHAPTER    III 

The  Party  Separates — Harry  Goes  to  the  Battle-Ship — The  Government 
Bui/dins' — The  Convent  and  the  Caravels — Tlie  Movable  Sidewalk. 

Sunday  proved  a  welcome  relief  after  the  long  journey  of  Saturday, 
followed  by  the  fete  night  at  the  Fair ;  and  they  were  glad  to  begin  the 
busy  week  that  was  to  follow  with  one  restful  day  apart  from  bustle  and 
confusion. 

At  breakfast  Monday  morning,  one  of  the  dishes  Mr.  Douglass  ordered 
was  steak;  and,  as  he  sawed  through  it,  he  remarked: 

"This  is  tough!" 

"  But  I  thought  you  did  n't  approve  of  slang  ?"  Harry  inquired,  with  an  air 
of  grave  interest. 

"I  was  n't  thinking  so  much  of  how  I  said  it  as  of  the  fact,"  Mr.  Douglass 
replied.  "  But  the  proverb  says  that  'shoemakers'  children  are  always  the 
worst  shod,'  and  so  we  ought  to  expect  poor  beef  in  Chicago,  the  great 
beef-market  of  the  continent ;  but  I  don't  like  to  waste  my  strength  on 
mere  beef  while  there  is  so  much  before  us.     What  are  your  plans?" 

"  If  you  don't  mind,"  said  Harry,  after  a  moment's  pause,  "I  'm  going  to 
ask  you  to  let  me  'paddle  my  own  canoe.'  It  is  hard  for  three  to  keep 
together  in  a  crowd." 

"That  's  true,"  Philip  agreed;  "and  especially  when  one  is  near- 
sighted.     I  think  I  tried  to  follow  seven  different  wrong  men  yesterday." 

"  Yes,"  added  Harry;  "  'Follow  my  leader'  is  a  difficult  game  to  play  when 
we  are  all  leaders  and  followers  at  the  same  time." 

"  All  right,"  the  tutor  said.  "  To-day,  then,  we  will  separate.  I  may  not 
go  to  the  Fair  at  all,  for  I  have  several  letters  on  my  mind.  Remember,  we 
came  away  on  very  short  notice.     What  will  you  do,  Philip  ?  " 

"  Oh,  I  think  I  shall  spend  a  long  while  in  the  Art  Galleries.  It  's  a 
good  place  to  go  to  by  one's  self  for  two  people  seldom  agree  about  pictures 
— especially  boys." 


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So,  after  breakfast,  Harry,  with  a  proud  feeling  of  being  his  own  master, 
set  forth  by  himself  He  had  a  very  clear  idea  of  what  he  wished  to  do 
first.      He  meant  to  go  to  the  model  of  a   United  States  man-of-war  —  the 


ULILDINti     THE     BATTLil-SiiU'.         .NUVi::.MliIiK,     loyl. 


"  Illinois."  He  had  read  much  about  the  White  Squadron,  and  felt  that  he 
would  never  have  so  good  an  opportunity  to  understand  just  how  a  man-of- 
war  was  worked. 

He  had  bought  a  wuide-book  to  the  Fair,  and  found  that  the  route  of  the 
launches  would  bring  him  quite  near  enough  to  the  vessel.  But  in  spite  of 
his  singleness  of  purpose,  his  thoughts  were  distracted  as  soon  as  he  came 
near  the  entrance. 

He  noticed  first  the  clicking  of  the  turnstiles.  They  revolved  so  con- 
tinually, as  people  passed  in,  that  Harry  was  reminded  of  the  sound  of  a 
watchman's  rattle.  Next,  he  caught  sight  of  a  white-robed  and  turbaned 
Turk  standing  in  line  at  the  "Workmen's  Gate,"  as  placidly  as  if  he  were  in 
his  native  Constantinople.  Harry's  turn  to  enter  at  the  "  Pay  Gate"  soon 
came,  and  he  made  his  way  toward  the  Court  of  Honor.  As  he  passed  the 
great  Liberty  Bell,  which  was  chiming  musically,  he  read  upon  it  the  words: 

A  new  commandment  I  give  unto  you,  that  yc  love  one  another. 

He  could  not  help  remembering  what  followed  the  ringing  of  the  original 
Liberty  Bell,  and  he  hoped  that  this,  its  namesake,  would  bring  peace 
rather  than  war — a  sober  reflection  that  he  recalled  later  in  the  day. 


HARRY    GOES    TO    THE    BATTLE-SHIP 


3S 


To  the  tune  of  "Hold  the  fort,  for  I  am  coming,"  played  by  a  peal  of 
musical  bells, — very  fittingly,  he  thought, —  Harry  began  the  quick  journey 
that  ended  when  the  little  launch  came  to  a  landing  called  "The  Clambake." 
When  the  man  called  out  those  words,  Harry  did  not  budge;  but  when  the 
man  added,  "  Here  's  where  yer  get  off,"  he  rose  and  abandoned  the  craft. 

On  the  way  there,  Harry  learned  that  the  ducks  in  the  Lagoon  were 
useful  as  well  as  pretty.     The  pilot  said  that  two  or  three  ducks  would  do 


THE     BATTLE-SHIP    AS     IT     LOOKED     IN    JANUARY,    1S92, 


more   toward    keeping   a   pond  wholesome   than    six  or    eight    hard-work- 


He  was  too  early  to  get  upon  the  "Illinois,"  and  therefore  turned  back  to 
see  the  Viking  ship.  It  was  not  far  away;  and  just  in  front  of  it  were  three 
armor-plates  in  which  were  the  imprints  left  by  the  great  conical  shot  used 
in  testing  them. 

Harry  had  read  all  about  the  old  Northmen's  vessel,  and  ordinarily 
could  have  spent  hours  in  stud)ing  her  mast,  her  one  crossyard,  her 
awning,  the  shields  along  her  side — but  this  was  a  land  of  wonders.  He 
looked   at  the  boat  only  long  enough  to  take  a  mental   snap-shot  that  he 


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HAKRV    AND    I'HILir    AT    THE    FAIR 


could  develop  at  leisure,  and  then  walked  on  toward  the  United  States 
Government  Building,  passing  on  his  way  a  company  of  marines  at  drill. 
But  again  he  was  diverted.  He  turned  into  the  Weather  Bureau,  and 
•was  glad  he  had  done  .so,  because  of  the  wonderful  series  of  photographs  he 
found   on   the  walls.       Lightning  flashes  in   streaks  and   sheets,  clouds  in 


THE    hATTLE-bHIl'    ON     DKCOKATI 


-Storm  and  wind,  moonlight  and  snow  effects,  were  there,  but  in  impossible 
numbers.  He  sighed,  wished  that  he  had  more  leisure,  and  left.  This  time 
he  succeeded  in  getting  to  the  rifled  cannon  in  front  of  the  Government 
Building,  but  stopped  only  long  enough  to  take  a  .sight  over  one  of  them. 

He  tried  to  tfo  retfularlv  around  the  e.xhibits,  but  surrendered  almost  at 
once.  The  Patent  Office  models  discouraged  him ;  but  the  Geological  De- 
partment!—  the  great  transparent  pictures  in  the  windows  convinced  him  that 


THE    GOVERNMENT    BUILDING 


OO 


he  could  n't  (as  he  once  heard  a  man  say)  "  poss  the  impossible  and  scrute 
the  inscrutable." 

But  he  did  notice  some  thinsjs. 

He  sketched  the  skull  of  the  Dinoceras  mirabile  (and  copied  the  name, 
too),  because  he  was  sure  that  it  was  the  very  ugliest  thing  in  the  world. 
He  walked  around  a  section  of  the  big  tree  from  California.  He  really 
studied  a  few  life-like  and  life-size  groups  showing  Indians  at  work,  and 
wished  sincerely  that  he  were  Methuselah,  and  that  the  Fair  would  last  all 


''tj.  ^^'j^fijliA  is^fet^^jlis 


THE    UNITED    STATES    GOVERNMENT    BUILDING. 


his  days.  It  was  a  petrified  Wild  West  show.  He  said  they  were  splendid, 
to  a  gray-bearded  Westerner,  who  replied  emphatically  : 

"  They  are  so — and  I  have  been  used  to  the  scoundrels  all  my  life  !  " 

Harry  sketched  a  queer  Indian  "priest-clown's"  head.  At  first  he  felt  a 
little  afraid  to  bring  out  his  book  and  pencil :  but  he  found  out  that  every  one 
had  more  to  do  than  watch  a  boy  drawing,  and  before  the  day  was  over  he 
drew  whatever  he  chose,  entirely  forgetting  the  crowd. 

Different  things  attracted  different  people.  He  heard  one  farmer-looking 
man  say  :  "  My  stars,  Ma!  Look-a  here!"  and  expected  to  see  a  marvel.  He 
found  only  some  stuffed  chickens.  Probably  the  farmer  had  never  seen  fowls 
stuffed  unroasted. 

But  when  he  came  to  the  War  Department  collection  he  gave  up  skip- 
ping. He  had  to  see  that.  Just  at  the  entrance  was  a  splendid  bust  of 
General  Sheridan,  the  face  wearing  the  expression  the  general  must  have 
had  when  he  said  at  Winchester.    "  Turn  around,    boys  !       We  're   going 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


back  ! "  Against  the  windows  were  more  fine  transparencies,  and  the  whole 
floor-space  was  filled  with  everything  having  to  do  with  war  and  soldiers. 
Small  arms,  from  a  brass  blunderbuss  to  the  latest  breech-loader — yes,  and 
to  the  earliest,  for  there  was  one  Chinese  breech-loader  of  the  14th  century. 


THE    VIKING    SHIP 


"Instead  of  trying  to  get  up  new  things,"  said  Harry,  half  aloud,  "we 
ought  to   go   to   China  and  study   ancient  history." 

Harry  had  a  feeling  of  discouragenn^nt  in  spite  of  his  interest.  He  hail 
always  entertained  a  vague  idea  that  some  day  he  might  give  his  mind  to  it 
and  make  a  big  invention — a  phonograph  or  a  flying  railway,  or  some  little 
thing  like  that;  but  now,  when  he  saw  how  everything  .seemed  to  have  been 
done,  and  done  better  than  he  could  hav(;  dreamed  of — well,  lie  said  to  him- 
self "This  I'air  has  spoiled  one  great  inventor,  for  I  would  not  dare  to 
think   there  was  anything  new  !  " 

But  then  he  caught  sight  of  a  picture  called  the  "  March  of  'rime," — 
representing  a  great  procession  of  soldiers,  of  generals  and  veterans, — which 
restored  his  good  spirits,  for  right  in  front,  "leading  the  whole  crowd,"  was 
a  row  of  rollicking  small  boys.      He  was  grateful  to  the  artist. 

One  stand  of  arms  showed  muskets — relics  of  the  Civil  War — injured  by 
bullets.      Into  one  of  them  a  Confederate  bullet  had  entered  to  stop  a  forth- 


THE     BATTLE-SHIP 


17 


coming  shot,  and,  meeting,  they  had  burst  open  the  barrel.  Another  had 
been  spht  into  ribbons  at  the  muzzle.  There  were  also  relics  of  the  Custer 
massacre,  and  a  gun  recaptured  from  an  Indian  after  he  had  tastefully  orna- 
mented it  with  brass-headed  nails. 

The  less  bloody  side  of  battle  was  recalled  by  General  Thomas's  "office 
wagon,"  the  side  of  which  formed  a  desk  when  lowered,  and  revealed  some 
very  neat  pigeonholes  for  papers,  pens,  and  red  tape.  Uniforms  and 
equipment,  models  of  pontoons,  artillery,  a  model  of  undermining,  one  by  one 
each  claimed  the  hasty  glance  that  was  all  any  visitor  had  to  spare.  A 
longer  look  was  claimed  by  an  oil  painting  showing  Lieutenant  Lockwood's 
observation  of  the  "  Farthest  North." 

Then  Harry  returned  to  the  Rotunda,  and  executed  a  rapid  circular 
movement,  hasty,  but  lull  of  reverence,  toward  the  cases  of  Revolutionary 
and  Colonial  relics — portraits  on  ivory,  letters,  flags,  snuff-boxes  —  an  end- 
less arra)'  of  antiquities.  Harry  was  glad  to  see  one  miniature,  excellently 
painted,  by  Major  Andre  ;  for  up  to  that  day  he  had  not  thought  much  of 
the  unfortunate  major's  drawing,  having  seen  only  the  well-known  "  sketch 
of  himself"  in  pen  and  ink.  Washington's  diary  was  another  thing  the  boy 
found  very  interesting:  as  he  said,  it  was  "neat  as  wax  and  right  as  a 
trivet."  Harry  wondered  whether  it  would  n't  be  fun  to  keep  a  diary.  This 
reminded  him  of  the  flisfht  of  time,  and,  looking^  at  his  watch,  he  set  his  face 
once  more  toward  the  "  Illinois,"  for  it  was  after  half-past  ten. 

Many  were  going  that  way  —  and,  indeed,  in  every  other.      Two  small 
boys  who,  in  sailor  suits,  strode  along  the  pier  like  two  pygmy  admirals, 
gave  him  another  subject  for  his  sketch-book;  but 
they  were  but  atoms  in  a  long  procession,  for  there 
was  no  cessation  in  the  coming  and  going  of  visitors 
all  the  time  he  was  on  the  vessel. 

He  went  at  once  below  decks,  and  came  plump 
up  against  an  ice-machine  —  "to  keep  the  men  cool 
while  in  action,"  he  heard  a  young  fellow  say. 
Around  the  bulkheads  were  draped  flags  of  all 
nations,  and  here  and  there  were  hung  mess-lock- 
ers,—  shelves  behind  wire  gratings, — hammocks, 
neatly  varnished  kegs  for  stores,  and  everything 
Jack  afloat  could  desire.  Upon  the  lower  deck  also  were  glass  cases 
protecting  exquisite  models  of  the  new  cruisers  and  battle-ships. 

"  Now,  if  they  '11  give  me  just  one  of  those  as  my  share,"  said  Harry, 
"  I  '11  go  home  contented.  Anyway,  I  think  I  will  go  to  Annapolis  and 
become  an  officer  in  the  navy." 


TWO    LITTLE    TARS    GOING   TO    SEE  THE 
-MODEL    OF    A    MAN-OF-WAR. 


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As  if  to  answer  this  thought,  he  came  next  to  the  room  where  the  work 
of  the  cadets  was  shown.  The  splicing,  the  foot-ball  statistics,  the  fencing 
foils  and  masks,  were  welcomed ;  but  the  tables  full  of  text-books  and  the 
neat  drawings  on  the  walls  spoke  so  plainly  of  hard  study  and  long  hours 


THE    CARAVEL     "SANTA     MARIA. 

The  Model  of  the  Flagship  of  Columbus. 


of  work  that  Harrj's  determination  was  somewhat  shaken.  And,  indeed, 
before  he  had  left  the  Government  Building,  a  soldier  of  the  regular 
army,  guarding  some  exhibits,  had  said  to  him,  "  The  time  for  war  is 
over."  The  man  seemed  to  speak  seriously,  and  then  it  was  that  Harry 
recalled  the  new  Liberty  Bell  and  its  inscription.  War  was  not  all 
uniforms    and    parading. 

The  captain's  room  and  office  were  most  attractive,  except  that  a  set  of 
the  "Encyclopaedia  Britannica"  seemed  out  of  its  element — a  British  book 
with  a  Latin  name  hardly  rhymed  with  a  United  States  man-of-war. 

A  courteous  officer  on  the  "  Illinois"  told  Harry  that  people's  questions 
were  at  times  hard  to  answer.  "  One  man, "  he  said,  "  looked  long  at  the 
Howell  torpedo,  read  the  labels,  and  with  keen  interest  wanted  to  know 
whether  it  was  n't  a  flying  machine !  " 

Harry  thought  that  he  might  have  been  told  that  it  was  a  machine  to 


THE    CARAVELS 


39 


make  other  machines  fly  ;  but  he  did  n't  interrupt  the  officer,  who  gave  him 
a  clear  explanation  of  a  life-buoy  hanging  in  the  cabin. 

While  ascending  to  the  upper  deck,  he  heard  a  woman  say,  "  Oh,  is 
there  another  story  ? "  and  wished  Rudyard  Kipling  had  been  there  to 
tell  her  that  it  was  quite  another  storj'.  But  he  made  his  way  to  the  con- 
ning-tower,  paying  heed  to  the  admonition  of  a  mischievous  boy  who  said, 
"  Push,  but  don't  shove." 

The  conning-tower  was  hardly  big  enough  to  lose  one's  temper  in,  but 
gave  the  commanding  officer  full  view  of  his  surroundings  through  tiny  slits 
cut  through  the  solid  steel.  Electric  buttons  were  convenient  to  push  when 
he  wished  the  guns,  rifles,  torpedoes,  and  other  assistants  to  do  the  rest. 

Leaving  the  vessel,  Harry  was  again  launched  back  to  the  other  end  of 
the  grounds,  landing  at  the  Agricultural  Building.  He  passed  through  this 
great  show-house  with  his  eyes  well  restrained,  but  did  notice  some  birds 
flying  about  under  the  lofty  roof  He  wondered  if  they  had  come  to  study 
the  best  methods  of  securing  a  living  at  the  farmers'  expense,  and  hoped 
rather  that  they  wished  to  know  what  harmful  insects  it  was  best  for  them 
to  destroy. 

After  eating  lunch  at  a  table  in  the  open  air  near  by,  Harry  boarded 
Columbus's  "  Santa  Maria."  Coming  directly  from  a  modern  cruiser,  the 
quaint  little  cockle-shell  was  a  pathetic  witness  to  the  great  discoverer's 
hardships.  Harry  went  into  the  forecastle,  looked  at  the  queer  old  galley, 
the  swivel-gun,  the  anchors,  and  wished  that  he  had  been  aboard  the  original 
on  that  first  westward  trip.  The  modern  vessels  were  scientific,  correct,  and 
fine,  of  course;  but  somehow  Harry  would 
rather  have  sailed  the  ocean  blue  in  the  days 
when  the  galley-fires  flared  fitfully  on  these 
pictured  sails. 

He  skipped  the  "  Pinta "  and  "Nina," 
sketching  from  the  shore  a  sailor  on  the  lat- 
ter who  was  "guarding"  the  little  vessel,  only 
reflecting  that  those  on  the  biggest  vessel 
were  better  off  than  their  fellows  in  these  two, 
and  went  over  to  the  Convent  de  la  Rabida. 
Harry  thought  everybody  knew  about  that 
building ;  but  he  met  a  group  of  three  men, 
one  of  whom  asked  in  all  earnestness,  "That 
hain't  the  Fisheries  Buildin',  is  it  ? "  Then  the  boy  remembered  how 
amused  the  great  Napoleon  was  when  they  brought  to  his  court  a  man 
who  had  never  heard  of  him,  of  the  Empire,  or  of  the  Revolution  !     Harry 


'  GUARDING 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


wondered  whether  there  might  not  be  in  the  Fair  Grounds  a  few  who  hardly 
recalled  having  heard  of  a  man  named  Columbus. 

Inside  the  convent  were  old  charts,  pictures,  and  manuscripts,  to  which 
Harry  gave  but  a  passing  glance.      But  the  open  court  inside  at  once  gave 


THE    NEW    "SANTA    UAKIA        CKOSSING    THE    OCEAN. 


him  a  sense  of  antiquity,  and  the  tropical  plants  recalled  thoughts  of  distant 
lands,  until  he  caught  sight  of  a  tired  man  worrying  a  piece  of  mince-pie  for 
lunch.  He  started  to  go  out,  and  only  paused  before  an  old  globe  whereon 
the  lands  were  full  of  odd  pictures. 

"Geography  must  have  been  like  a  book  of  fairy-stories  then,"  he  thought 
as  he  left  the  convent  door  and  came  face  to  face  with  to-day. 

Oh,  but  he  was  tired !  His  legs  ached,  his  back  was  lame,  and  he  felt 
like  the  deacon's  "one-hoss  shay" — as  if  he  might  give  out  "all  at  once  and 
nothing  first."  Seeing  in  the  distance  the  movable  sidewalk,  it  occurred  to 
him  that  it  was  a  good  place  for  resting. 


THE    MOVABLE    SIDEWALK 


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The  convent  had  been  a  httle  depressing.  Others  felt  the  same  effect, 
for  he  heard  one  woman  say,  "I  'm  glad  I  'm  not  a  monk" — and  then,  after  a 
reflective  pause — "nor  a  nun." 

As  he  approached  the  traveling  platform  that  ran  on  wheels  far  out 
along  a  pier,  this  cry  met  him: 

"This  way  for  the  movable  sidewalk!  An  all-day  ride  for  five  cents — 
the  cheapest  thing  on  the  grounds  !" 

It  was  irresistible.  Harry  stepped  on  the  slower  platform,  then  to  the 
quicker  one,  and  dropped  into  a  seat.  It  proved  an  excellent  change.  Out 
he  glided  upon  the  long  pier,  rested  and  cooled  by  the  breeze  and  by  the 
sight  of  the  placid  waters,  now  an  opaline  green  in  the  afternoon  light. 
Harry  thought  less  of  the  scene  than  of  his  muscles. 

"If  I  wanted  to  make  money  at  this  Fair,"  he  said,  "I  would  put  on  sale 
a  patent  back-rest  and  double-back-action  support ;  and  after  the  Fair  it 
could  be  sold  to  farmers  for  weeding." 

Harry  made  the  round  trip,  and  got  off  nearly  where  he  started.  He 
did  not  wish  to  go  back  to  the  hotel,  but  he  could  not  really  enjoy  anything 
more,  though  so  long  as  he  could  walk  he  wanted  to  see,  see,  see.  Nor  was 
it  all  seeing;  a  blind  man  would  have  enjoyed  that  day,  so  many  funny 
remarks  were  made,  so  much  music  was  in  the  air.  Bands  played,  wheels 
whirled,  people  chatted,   laughed,  and  exclaimed. 

Everybody  seemed  happy,  perhaps  because  with  all  the  sight-seeing 
there  went  plenty  of  enjoyable  exercise  in  the  clear,  bracing  September  air. 

As  for  Harry,  he  returned  to  the  hotel  healthily  weary,  but  not  exhausted. 


THE    CARAVEL    "NlfiA." 


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SUPPER    FOR    25    cents! 


CHAPTER   IV 

Harry  Returns  to  the  Hotel — Philip  Tells  of  his  Blunder — The  ^inthro- 
pological  Biiilding — The  Log  Cabin — The  Alaskan  Village  —  The  old 
Whaling-Ship  "■Progress" — A  Sleepy  Audience — Plans. 

Harry's  route  to  his  hotel  lay  through  the  usual  throng 

of  men  whose  one  object  in  life  was  to  make  people  buy  "a 

Xl^  \^^r^-^;^    splendid  meat   supper  for  twenty-five  cents  !  "      His  legs  felt 

^  like  stilts,  and  he  walked  only  because  he  had  become  so  used 

to  it  that  he  could  not  stop. 

As  it  was  still   an  hour  or  two  before  their  usual  dinner- 
time, Harry  went  up  to  his  room,  intending  to  lie  down  for 
a  while.      When  he  asked   at  the  counter  for   the   key,  the 
clerk   told   him   that   his  friend  "with   the   eye-glasses"   was 
already  in  their  room. 
Harry  found  Philip  lying  on  the  bed,  tired  but  looking  contented. 
"Why,  you're  home  early,"  said  Harry,  in  surprise.      "I   thought  you 
were  going  to  spend  the  whole  day  in  the  Art  Gallery." 

"  So  I  was,"  said  Philip,  rising  to  make  room  for  the  later  arrival.  "  I 
started  for  there.     Where  have  you  been  ?  " 

"  Oh,   to   the  Government    Building,   the  man-of-war,  the  convent,  the 
caravels — and  a  lot  more,"  said   Harry,  as  he  flung  himself  upon  the  bed, 
first  having  made  himself  comfortable  by  removing  his  jacket  and  shoes. 
"  Did  you  like  it?" 

"Like  it?  Of  course  I  liked  it,  old  slowcoach!  But  it  's  too  much  like 
beine  invited  to  two  Thanksgiving  dinners — enough  is  better  than  two 
feasts." 

"What  did  you  see?"  asked  Philip. 

"See  here,  Phil,"  said  Harry,  smiling  mischievously;  "do  you  think  I 
am  unable  to  take  a  view  through  a  millstone  with  a  hole  in  it  ?  You 
need  n't  think  you  can  put  me  off  by  asking  questions.     What  I   want  to 


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HARRV    AXD    PHILIP   AT    THE    FAIR 


know  is  why  vou  did  n't  ofei  to  the  Art  Building.  It  "s  not  small,  vou 
know:  you  could  hardly  have  passed  it  without  noticing  it.  Come,  out 
with  it  young  fellow." 

'•  To  tell  the  truth,"  said  Phil  reluctantly,  but  laughing  good-naturedly, 
'•  I  started  out  all  right,  for  I  looked  up  the  way  in  the  guide-book.     I 


found  that  the  cheapest  and  quickest  plan  was  to  take  the  railway  on  the 
grounds — the  Intra — something;  yes,  the  Intramural,  which  means  'within 
the  wall." ' 

•'  So  it  does,"  answered  Harr\-.  "  Great  thing  to  know  Latin.  But  fire 
awav.  I  can  see  there  is  more  in  this  Fair  than  a  whole  brigade  of  bo\-s  can 
see.     Let  "s  hear  what  you  did." 

*•  I  took  the  railway,  climbing  a  lot  of  steps,  and  we  started.  They  had 
signs  to  tell  one  where  to  go.  but  I  could  n't  read  them  verv  weli  and  so  I 
went  whizzing  along  without  altogether  understanding  where  I  was.  The 
stations  thev  called  out  meant  nothing  to  me,  and  I  had  an  idea  it  took  a 
good  while  to  get  across  the  grounds;  and — to  make  it  short — I  was  look- 
ing  at  the  view,  first  one  side,  toward  the  hotels,  and  then  the  other, 
toward  the  Fair  Buildings,  and  I  did  n't  wake  up  to  my  position  till  the 
conductor  said,  'Going  round  again,  young  man?'    So  I  got  off,  for  there  I 


PHILIP  S    DAY 


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'>^^ 


=1^ 


was  at  the  same  station  I  got  on  at. 
You  see,  the  conductor  had  noticed  me 
because  I  sat  near  where  he  stood. " 

"  That  's  a  good  one  on  you  !  " 

"  I  Icnow  it.  But  I  did  n't  hlce  to 
start  over  again,  so  I  came  down  the 
steps  and  walked  over  across  the  Court 
of  Honor,  along  by  the  Agricultural 
Buildincr.  till  I  came  to  the  caravels  and 
the  convent.  I  saw  those,  but  so  did 
you.  I  went  ne.xt  to  the  Krupp  gun 
e.xhibit  by  the  lake.  That  gun  was 
enormous !  I  believe  all  the  gunners 
could  get  inside  when  it  rained.  They 
had  a  printed  label  on  it,  and  at  first 
I  read  it:  'Please  set  off  the  gun'; 
but  I  knew  that  was  n't  likely,  so  I  went 
nearer,  and  found  it  said  '  keep '  instead 
of 'set.'  Oh,  by  the  way.  just  before  I 
went  in  there,  I  stopped  in  the  doorway 
and  saw  some  men  diving  from  a  tre- 
mendous height,  out  in  the  lake, — a 
much  higher  tower  than  the  one  they 
dived  from  on  the  tete  nicjht.  I  also 
saw  in  the  Krupp  building  a  pretty  little 
model  of  the  house  the  grreat  orunmaker 
lived  in  when  he  began." 

"What  was  it  like?"  asked  Harry. 

"  Oh,  just  a  little  square  thatched 
house  ;  but  you  could  see  the  tiny  furni- 
ture through  the  windows.  I  did  n't 
stay  long  there,  for  they  were  sprinkling 
the  floor,  and  it  was  sloppy. 

"  Ne.xt  I  went  into  the  Leather  Ex- 
hibit Buildino- ;    but   there   were   mostly 

o  - 

shoes  and  things  there,  and  I  did  n't 
see  very  much  I  cared  about,  except 
some  buckskin  suits  labeled  '  indestructi- 
ble.' I  would  have  liked  one  of  those,  e.x- 
cept  that  it  was  trimmed  with  silver  lace." 


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HARRY    AXn    I'llll  II'    AT     IIIK    lAIR 


'don't    fail    to    SKK    this    KXHiniT." 


"A  little  tifaiid)-  for  \()ii,"  saitl  Harry. 

"  \'cs,  but  they  were  line.   So,  seeing  signs  telling  people  to  go  up  into  the 

gallery  where  shoes  were  being  made,  I  went  up.    1  heard  machines  making 

a  racket,  but  all  I  saw  was  the  backs  of  the  other  people  who  got  there  first." 

"  I  know,"  said  llarry ;    "I  made  a  sketch  of  one  of  those  very  e.xhibits." 

"  Now,  when:  did  I  go  next?    Let  me  see  the  map  —  it  's  there  by  you." 

I  Iarr\-  passed  over  the  little  plan  of  the 
grounds,  and  Philip  examined  it  a  moment, 
Then  he  went  on  : 

"  I  see  now.  I  meant  to  go  into  the 
I'orestry  Building,  but  on  the  way  I  caught 
sight  of  some  things  in  the  Anthro  —  " 

"  —  Thropo-pop-o-ological,  '  interrupted 
1  larry.  "  It 's  a  nice  word  to  say  when  you  re 
in  a  hurry." 

"  \'cs,  '  Philip  replied,  "that  was  it;   so  I 

went  in  there.     And  I  tejl  you,  you  must  n't 

miss  that.    It  's  fine.    It  has  everything  in  it." 

".So  liu  y  all  have,"  said  1  larr\-,  hopelessl\-. 

"  Hut   there  are  gymnasium  things,  and  African  weajjons,   all  sorts  of 

savage  huts  and  costumes,  Greek  statues,  and  views,  and  bits  of  w(irk  from 

the  prisons  and  reformatories,  showing  how  Inns  are  drilled  and  trained  to 

work  at  trades.    But,  as  usual,  I  did  n't  think  I  couUl  see  everything,  and  so 

I  looked  at  onl)-  a  few  special  cases.      Oni;  that  I  remember  well  showed  all 

.sorts  of  games  and  puzzles  —  chess,  cards,  checkers,  halma,  pachisi,  Indian 

sticks  for  throwing  like  dice,  the  fifteen  ])uzzle,  ring  puzzles,  wire  puzzle.s, 

all  sorts.      The  chessmen  were  splendid.      There  was  one  Chinese  set  there, 

wlurc  the  pieces  stood  on  pedestals  showing  three  balls  carveil  oni;  inside 

the  other;   and  the  pieces  themselves  were  little  mandarins  and  things,  with 

faces,  and   beards,  and  all.      There  were  enough  games  in   the  cases  for  a 

boy  to  learn  a  new  one  every  day  as  long  as  he  lived." 

"Well?"  asked  Harry,  as  Philip  paused. 

"You  don't  want  me  to  tell  it  all,  do  you?"  Philip  askeil. 

"  If  you    will,"    said   Harry.      "  My  ears   are  the  only   things   about  me 

that  are  not  tired  ;   and  I  am  resting  the  rest  of  me.  ' 

".All  right,"  said  Philip;  "  I  in  willing.  I  am  so  lull  ol  it,  1  eouKl  talk  .i 
week.  But  1  remember  now  there  was  one  place  I  went  before  the  .\n- 
thropo  Building,  and  that  was  to  a  real  log  cabin,  with  .ill  the  regular  old- 
fashioned  things  in  it;  but  never  mind,  1  won't  go  back  to  that,  for  1  ve  a 
lot  more  to  tell,  and  one  thing  I  know  you  '11  like  to  hear  about  specially. 


THE    LOG    CABIN.       THE    ALASKAN    HOUSES 


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"The  next  queer  thing  was  the  Cliff-dwellers'  mound,  a  big  structure,  made 
to  look  like  red  rock, — sandstone,  maybe, —  in  which  these  old  Indians  in 
the  Southwest  used  to  live.  I  did  n't  go  into  it,  although  a  lot  of  signs  said 
I  ouifht  to;  but  1  saw  how  the  little  caves  were  hollowed  out  and  made  nto 
huts,  with  tloors  and  windows.  While  I  was  looking  up  at  it — and  it  is  a 
high  cliff,  I  tell  you!  —  I  saw  some  nuns  all  in  black  climbing  over  it,  ^nd 
that  was  a  strange  sight  enough.  Out  in  front  were  some  gray  lida 
donkeys, —  'burros,'  used  b)  the  exploring  jiart)  that  found  the  caves. 
Then  I  went  on  to  an  old-time  distillery,  outside  of  which  was  a  real  'moon- 
shiner's' still  that  had  been  captured  by  the  revenue  officers. 

"Then  I  came  tn  some  Alaskan  houses.  They  were  made  of  great 
rough  slabs,  with  circular  doors  cut  through  the  trunks  of  trees  in  front. 
There  were  little  models  of  them  in  the  Anthropo  place, 
too.  In  front  of  them  stood  those  carved  totem-poles 
that  we  used  to  see  in  the  physical  geography  book.  1 
saw  by  the  labels  on  the  models  that  those  pcjles  were 
meant  to  tell  the  history  of  the  man  in  the  house 
behind  each  one,  and  that  the  more  rings  there  were 
on  the  carved  man's  high  hat,  the  more  of  a  fellow 
the  owner  was.  There  seemed  to  be  lots  about  whales 
on  them.  I  suppose  capturing  a  whale  was  to  them 
like  being  elected  to  Congress  —  maybe  harder. 

"  But,  speaking  of  whales,  the  next  thing  I  saw 
was  the  one  I  want  to  tell  you  specially  about.  Near 
the  shore  there,  in  what  they  call  the  South  Pond,  was 

an  old-fashioned  vessel.  I  walked  over  toward  it,  and  read  the  signs. 
They  said  it  was  a  whaling-vessel,  a  regular  old  New  Bedfcjrd  whaler. 
You  know  about  those  ?  " 

"  I  guess  I  do,"  said  Harry.  "  I  rt^member  reading  '  Peter,  the  Whaler,' 
and  a  lot  more  books  like  it." 

"Well,  at  first  I  was  n't  going  in,  for  they  charged  a  quarter,  and  there 
did  n't  seem  to  be  many  going  on  board.  I  was  afraid  it  was  not  good  for 
anything,  but  at  last  I  made  up  my  mind  to  risk  twenty-five  cents  on  it.  I 
bought  my  ticket  and  climbed  the  gang-plank.  There  were  just  two  other 
men  on  board  besides  the  sailor  in  charge." 

"  'Two  other  mvn'  is  good,"  remarked  Harry. 

"  You  know  what  I  mean.  When  we  got  ujj  on  d(-ck,  the  sailor  came 
forward  to  speak  his  little  piece.  He  said  if  we  wanted  to  know  how  they 
caught  whales  he  'd  tell  us.  Then  he  went  on  with  the  whole  thing,  from 
'Thar  she  blows ! '  down  to  the  cutting  up  and  trying-out  of  blubber. 


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"  I  had  often  read  about  it,  but  I  tell  you,  Harry,  it  was  different  to  see 
him  hold  up  the  harpoon  and  the  lance,  the  gun  for  firing  a  big  harpoon 
and  all.  And  then  we  saw  the  vats  for  boiling  the  oil.  And  he  said  that 
out  of  the  whale's  head  they  could  dip  up  whole  barrels  of  clear  oil;  but  the 
whalebone  was  the  thing  they  were  after  nowadays.  He  said  the)-  some- 
times got  thousands  of  dollars'  worth  out  of  the  mouth  of  one  whale. 

"  After  he  finished  telling  about  whaling,  he  invited  us  below,  to  see  a 
collection  of  marine  curiosities  they  had  on  board.  It  was  a  regular  old- 
style  ship,   with  the  beams  coming  close  down  to  your  head.     All  around 


were  cases  of  curious  things — real  sailors'  oddities:  carved  teeth  and 
shells,  swords  from  sword-fish,  idols,  weapons,  tools — whatever  a  sailor 
could  collect.  One  thing  I  remember  was  a  harpoon-head  that  had  been 
bent  and  twisted  around  itself  by  a  whale  till  it  looked  like  a  scrawl  in  a 
copy-book.  Then  we  went  forward  to  the  forecastle,  to  see  the  queer 
little  bunks  where  the  men  sleep. 

"As  I  was  coming  away  I  bought  a  little  book  telling  all  about  the  old 
ship;  and  it  is  interesting,  I  tell  you.  I  have  n't  read  it  all  yet,  but  one 
adventure  of  that  ship  the  sailor  told  us  al)out. 


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49 


"  She  was  out  with  a  big  fleet,  more  than  thirty,  and  she  was  one  of  the  six 
that  got  out  from  an  ice-pack.  Then  a  boat  came  along  after,  and  reported 
the  rest  of  the  ships  as  wrecked.  The  '  Progress' — that  's  the  one  I  'm 
tellino-  about — and  the  other  saved  vessels  threw  all  their  valuable  carg-o 


THE    WINDMILLS. 


over  and  took  in  the  poor  fellows  from  the  ice.  That  was  what  I  call 
square.     You  can  read  all  about  it  later.     Would  n't  you  like  to?" 

There  was  no  answer.  Philip  turned  to  look  at  Harry  more  closely, 
and  found  that  the  tired  boy  had  fallen   fast  asleep. 

"It  's  all  right  for  him  to  go  to  sleep,"  said  Philip  to  himself,  "but  I 
wish  he  'd  say  so  when  he  does  it;   then  I  'd  know  when  to  stop." 

Harry  awoke  in  time  for  dinner.  Mr.  Douglass  had  mailed  a  number 
of  letters,  and  he  and  the  boys  went  to  the  table  together.  They  found 
that  their  walks  had  given  them  the  best  of  appetites,  and  they  enjoyed 
seeing  the  people  at  the  various  tables  around  them.  Mr.  Douglass  spoke 
of  the  excellent  appearance  made  by  the  crowds,  and  of  their  good-humor. 

"  I  was  in  the  Fair  Grounds  for  a  short  time  this  afternoon,"  he  said, 
"  and  I  found  myself  noticing  the  people  quite  as  much  as  the  curious 
things  around  me.      If  one  ran  against  another,  there  was  never  any  ill- 


PLANS  5 1 

humor  or  crossness.  Usually  both  apologized  politely.  And  yet  in  many 
places  the  crowds  were  enormous.  Again  and  again  I  would  look  ahead  of 
me,  and  think  that  I  could  n't  get  through  the  throng." 

"  I  noticed  that,  too,"  said  Philip;  "but  the  spaces  are  big  and  the  peo- 
ple keep  moving,  so  somehow  one  always  finds  a  place  to  pass." 

"  I  tell  you  what  I  liked,"  said  Harry;  "and  that  was  the  little  drinking- 
fountains,  where  you  drop  a  penny  and  get  a  glass  of  spring  water.  I 
found  them   very  welcome." 

"  And  tne  popcorn  !  "  said  Philip.  "  I  don't  like  it  much,  but  I  saw  it 
everywhere.  Why,  you  could  smell  it  in  the  air  sometimes  ;  and  every  now 
and  then  you  would  hear  a  crackle-crackle,  snap-snap,  and  there  would  be  a 
popper  full  of  dancing  corn  over  hot  coals." 

•"Yes,  I  saw  them,  "  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "I  found  it  very  interesting  to 
talk  to  the  people.  Now  and  then,  when  I  wished  to  rest  awhile,  I  would 
sit  down  on  a  bench  ;  and  pretty  soon  a  man  would  come  up  and  drop  into 
a  seat  beside  me.  Then,  in  a  minute,  one  of  us  would  say  :  '  It 's  a  fine  day,' 
or  something  of  the  kind,  and,  without  difficulty,  a  little  talk  would  begin. 
One  man  I  met  told  me  he  was  from  Massachusetts,  and  cultivated  tobacco. 
We  had  a  very  pleasant  conversation,  and  gave  each  other  advice  about 
what  to  see.      I  think  this  Fair  will  do  a  great  deal  to  bring  people  together." 

"  It  has  already,"  said  Harry,  solemnly.  "  I  have  seen  a  number  come 
together  even  to-day.      Where  did  you  go  this  afternoon,  Mr.  Douglass?" 

"  I  went  to  the  Art  Gallery  part  of  the  time,"  the  tutor  replied.  "  But 
I  found  it,  like  the  other  buildings,  too  overwhelming — whole  rooms  full  of 
masterpieces  of  painting  and  sculpture;  something  demanding  at  least  a 
glance  wherever  one  looked.  I  found  I  could  not  stay  long.  Walking  about 
and  looking  upward  and  downward,  and  from  side  to  side,  is  more  than  any 
one  can  endure  very  long.  Besides,  the  pictures  are  so  good  that  they 
make  one  both  think  and  feel  keenlv,  and  that  is  tirino-  too.  So  after  about 
two  hours  I  surrendered,  and  came  out.  I  walked  along  the  lake  shore 
during  part  of  my  way  back,  purposely  avoiding  any  sights  of  especial 
interest." 

"What  shall  we  do  to-morrow?"  asked  Philip. 

"Whatever  you  please,"  answered  the  tutor.  "Perhaps  you  might  do 
some  photographing,  Philip." 

"I  'd  like  to,  but  I  hardlv  know  where  to  be^in." 

"Suppose,"  said  Harry,  "  that  we  all  three  go  to  the  Midway  Plaisance? 
It  's  a  splendid  place  to  get  pictures." 

"  But  I  hear,"  said  Philip,  "  that  you  can't  do  very  much  photographing 
there.     You   can   get   a   permit   for  the   Fair  Grounds,   but   the   Plaisance 


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exhibits  are  outside  of  the  Fair's  control,  and  you  have  to  secure  special 
permissions  there." 

"We  might  try  it,"  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "You  have  brought  )our  big 
kodak,  have  n't  you  ?  " 

"  Yes,  with  a  new  roll  of  forty-eight  films  in  it,"  said  Philip.  "  But  I 
shall  have  to  take  outdoor  scenes,  for  there  's  little  chance  to  give  time- 
e.\posures." 

"Well,  suppose  that  we  hire  chairs  to-morrow  —  the  rolling-chairs,  you 
know.     One  can  hire  either  double  chairs  or  single  ones;  and  then  we  three 


A    LAUNCH-LANDING. 


w  ill  be  wheeled  out  to  the  Midway  Plaisance.  There  we  will  let  the  chairs 
go,  and  see  what  we  can  do.      How  do  you  like  it,  Harry  ? " 

"Oh,  it  suits  me,"  said  Harry.  "To  tell  the  truth,  I  should  like  to  go 
there  soon,  for  there  are  so  many  really  foreign  scenes  in  the  streets 
and  villages  that  it  may  be  I  can  get  some  good  little  sketches.  At  all 
events,  I  d  like  to  go  to  the  Wild  .\ninial  show,  and  see  it  all.  1  met 
a  boy  to-day,  while  I  was  at  lunch,  who  saiil  that  it  beat  an)-  circus  he 
ever  saw." 

"There  are  a  number  of  absurd  cheap  shows  on  the  Midway,  said  Mr. 
Douglass,  "at  least,  so  the  guide-books  say;  but  we  can  go  to  the  best  of 


PLANS 


55 


them,  and  let  the  others  alone.  I  find  that  the  people  (as  I  have  told  you) 
are  more  interesting  to  me  than  are  most  of  the  exhibits,  and  the  Plaisance 
is  always  crowded." 

The  party  had  finished  dinner,  and  they  went  up  to  their  rooms.  Philip 
got  out  his  camera,  and  looked  it  over,  to  be  sure  all  was  in  working  order. 
Harry  laid  out  his  sketch-book  and  an  extra  pencil.  Mr.  Douglass,  as  he 
usually  did,  read  over  his  guide-books,  and  made  up  his  accounts.  But  all 
three  went  early  to  bed. 


>>J   BUILDING. 


4* 


IN    CAIRO    STREET. 


CHAPTER    V 

A  Place  where  Visitors  wei'e  Scarce — The  Rolling-chairs  and  Giiides  — 
Mistakeii  Kindness  —  Entering  the  Plaisance  —  The  Javanese  Ullage 
—  Snap-shots —  Cairo  Street  —  The  Card-writer — The  Soudanese  Baby. 


The  dauntless  three  reached  the  gates  next  morning  at  about 
nine  o'clock,  and  found  an  even  larger  crowd  than  usual.  They 
had  to  form  in  line  at  some  distance  from  the  ticket-office, 
and  advanced  toward  it  as  slowly  as  people  come  out  of 
church.  But,  as  before,  good  humor  was  the  rule,  and,  ex- 
cepting for  a  few  of  the  weak-minded  men  who  always  fight 
their  waj-  through  a  crowd,  there  was  every  effort  made 
to  accommodate  one  another. 


,-^ 


Philip  heard  a  woman  say,  "  Why,  we  are  all  here  to  have  a  good  time, 
and  to  let  other  people  have  the  same."  It  was  worst  just  in  passing  the 
wickets,  but  once  through,  the  trouble  was  at  an  end. 

"How  shall  we  go  toward  the  Plaisance?"  Mr.  Douglass  asked.  He 
felt  that  the  expedition  was  undertaken  for  the  boys'  pleasure,  and  wished 
them  to  have  their  own  wa)-  about  it. 

"Why  don't  you  take  the  Intramural,  as  I  dici  yesterday?"  Philip  asked. 
"  It  will  give  you  and  Harry  a  new  view  of  the  grounds,  and  it  's  a  very 
short  ride  to  the  other  end." 


HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


ULTSIDE     MAIN      ENTRANCE. 


"All  right,"  said  Harry;  "but  we  must  keep  our  wits  about  us.      I  knew 
a  boy  once  who  was  carried  back  to  where  he  started  from." 

For  this  little  dig,  Philip  gently 
knocked  Harry's  hat  over  his  eyes. 
Harry  left  the  hat  untouched  until 
Philip  put  it  back  in  place.  "  I  don't 
care  how  I  wear  my  hat,"  said  Harry, 
"  so  long  as  it  is  in  the  very  latest 
style." 

As  they  got  on  the  cars,  Mr. 
Douglass  noticed  that  the  gates 
along  the  sides  were  all  opened  and 
shut  at  once  by  the  conductor,  and 
at  some  stations  there  were  large 
signs  saying,  "  Don't  climb  over  the 
gates.     They  will  be  opened." 

When  they  were  just  w-estward 
of  the  Horticultural  Building,  Harry 
remarked,  "There  is  no  need  of  get- 
ting into  the  large  crowds, — there  is  plenty  of  room  over  there,  and  only 
one  man  has  found  it  worth  while  to  occupy  the  space." 

Philip  looked  where  Harry 
pointed,  and  saw  a  workman  climb- 
ing up  a  dizzy  little  stairway  half- 
way to  the  top  of  the  great  glass 
dome. 

"  If  he  should  fall  through,  he  'd 
break  a  lot  of  glass,"  said  Philip, 
reflectively. 

They  left  the  railway  near  the 
mammoth  Building  of  Manufac- 
tures, and  walked  to  its  northern 
entrance.  Here  Mr.  Douglass  se- 
cured their  chairs,  the  young  men 
who  pushed  them  having  the  time 
of  starting  noted  upon  cards  that 
they  kept  neatly  inside  their  caps. 
Wheeling  into  line,  they  rode  com- 
fortably along  through  the  parting  crowd,  I'hilip  carrying  his  kodak  upon 
his    knees,    ready   for    business.      He    had  secured  a  little  card,   tied  to  a 


CHAIR-BOVS    AT    WORK  ! 


THE    ROLLING-CHAIRS    AND    GUIDES 


57 


string,  that  permitted  liim  to  take  pictures  "  with  a  four-by-five  camera 
only  "  for  that  one  day.  He  had  paid  two  dollars  for  this  privilege,  and  felt 
bound  to  use  up  his  roll  of  torty-eight  exposures. 

At  first  the  boys  found  their  chairs  a  little  uncomfortable  ;  but  the  guides 
raised  the  foot-rests  until  their  short  legs  could  reach  them,  and  after  that 
they  found  the  vehicles  as  comfortable  as  an  arm-chair  in  a  library.  It  was 
a  bright,  clear  day — "Just  the  day  for  taking  snap-shots,"  Philip  said  en- 
thusiastically ;  and  everything  was  plainly  outlined  by  sharp  contrasts  of 
light  and  shade. 

As  usual,  Mr.  Douglass  began  to  talk  to  his  guide,  and  learned  that  the 
young  man  was  a  college  student  who  was  rolling  a  chair  at  the  Exposition 
partly  for  the  money  he  made  and  partly  for  the  sake  of  seeing  the  Fair 


PUCK        BUILDING. 


and  the  people  from  all  parts  of  the  world.  As  Mr.  Douglass  had  worked 
his  own  way  through  college,  he  was  able  to  give  his  guide  some  practical 
advice,  which  was  gratefully  received. 

Passing  along  in  front  of  the  Illinois  State  Building  —  always  con- 
spicuous for  its  dome  —  they  passed  around  the  Women's  Building,  and 
came  to  the  entrance  of  the  mile  of  curious  structures  that  made   up   the 


58 


HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


Midway  Plaisance.      But  before   they  had  come  so  far,  the  boys,  too,  were 
talking  to  their  guides,  who  proved  to  be  other  college  men. 

A  thing  one  of  them  told  the  boys  amused  them.  The  guide  said  that 
people,  intending  to  be  considerate,  would  lean  far  forward  when  the  chair 
was  pushed  up  a  slope.      "And  that,"  he  said,  "brings  all  their  weight  on 


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THE    WATER-WHEEL    IN    THE    JAVANESE    VILLAGE. 


the  little  guiding-wheels  in  front,  where  there  are  no  springs.  Then  the 
wheels  turn  hard,  and  we  have  to  ask  them  to  sit  back.  .So,  )ou  see,  the 
kindest  people  sometimes  give  the  most  trouble." 

In  spite  of  this  warning,  when  they  were  ascending  the  first  bridge  —  one 
tliat  led  across  an  opening  from  the  Lagoon  —  both  boys  leaned  forward,  as 
one  does  in  "  helping  "  a  horse  up  hill.  But  when  the  guides  laughed,  the 
two  boys  quickly  sank  back  again. 

Passing  under  the  elevated  railway,  they  joined  the  ranks  of  visitors  to 
the  Midway.  As  they  intended  to  come  back  another  time,  they  glanced 
only  at  the  exteriors  of  most  of  the  buildings,  pausing  first  when  they 
came  to  the  Javanese  village.  While  they  rode  through  the  crowd  the  boys 
were  amused  to  see  the  odd  glances  of  those  who  met  them.  The  lu.xury 
of  being  pushed  in  a  chair  was,  by  many  of  the  newer  visitors,  considered 


THE    JAVAi\ESE    VILLAGE 


59 


fitting  only  for  sick  people,  and  their  eyes  plainly  said  that  two  strong, 
healthy  boys  should  walk.  The  boys  knew  this,  for  they  had  had  the  same 
feeling  toward  riders  during  their  own  first  day  ;  the  second  day's  walking, 
however,  entirely  changed  their  views,  and  they  understood  that  it  was  a 
wise  econom)-  to  sa\'e  bodily  tire  when  eyes  and  brain  were  so  busy. 


THE    JAVANESE    MUSICIANS. 


"  You  can  ride  right  into  the  Javanese  village,"  one  of  the  guides  told 
them  ;   so  they  bought  their  tickets  and  were  pushed  into  the  grounds. 

Surrounded  by  a  bamboo  fence  with  a  lofty  gateway  was  a  collection  of 
steep-roofed,  grass-thatched,  one-story  huts.  Each  had  a  little  veranda  in 
front,  and  as  it  was  sunny,  many  of  the  short,  dark-skinned  little  people  sat 
outdoors  at  work. 

Here  Philip  expected  to  get  a  few  more  pictures.  He  had  already 
taken  one  outside.  Leaving  the  chair  in  the  main  roadway,  he  had  gone  to 
the  side,  where  the  ground  was  higher,  and  had  secured  a  negative  (or 
hoped  he  had  !)  showing  the  crowd  thronging  the  long  street  between  the 
houses. 

But  on  entering  the  Javanese  village  he  was  told  that  he  could  not  take 
pictures  without  another  permit.      After  a  little  search  and  inquiry  he  found 


6o 


HARRY    AND    I'llll.II'    AT    THE    FAIR 


a  hut  within  an  inclosure  marked  "private"  and  "office."     Here  he  met  the 
superintendent,  and  was  given  permission  to  take  views  inside  the  village. 

All  the  time  they  were  among  the  Javanese,  they  had  heard  a  queer 
musical,  liquid  pounding.  Near  the  center  of  the  grounds  the\-  found  the 
cause.  An  odd  water-wheel  of  bamboo  revolved  beneath  a  stream  that 
flowed  from  an  upright  iron  pipe,  and  as  this  wheel  went  around  it  struck 
short  hanging  bits  of  wood  that  gave  forth  the  musical  notes.  The  wheel 
had  apparently  no.  other  purpose  than  to  make  a  noise — it  was  a  primitive 
music-bo.x.      This  was  Philip's  first  camera  subject. 

His  second  was  also  musical. 
There  was  a  band  of  musicians  play- 
ing upon  some  sweet-sounding  metal 
gongs,  and  another  species  of  Java- 
nese tom-toms.  The  musicians  smiled 
encouragingly  as  Philip  waved  his 
camera  and  gazed  through  his  glasses 
with  eager  inquiry,  and  as  soon  as 
they  were  hard  at  their  music  Philip 
took  them. 

Another  picture  he  lost.  While 
he  was  just  on  the  point  of  pushing 
the  button,  a  guard  clapped  one  hand 
o\(-r  tile  lens.  It  was  too  late  ta 
stop,  and  Philip  lost  his  temper  as 
well  as  his  exposure. 

"  You  can't  take  pictures  here," 
said  the  guard. 

"  The  superintendent  said  I  could,"' 
saitl  Philip,  sharply. 

"  I  beg  your  pardon,"  the  guard 
answered  politely. 

"That  's  all  right,"  Philip  said  in  a  pleasanter  tone;  "but  it  does  n't 
give  me  luick  the  negative.  Ne.xt  time,  please  find  out  before  )ou  in- 
terfere." 

In  all  the  foreign  exhibits  there  were  seen  many  objects  with  which  the 
boys  were  only  too  familiar.  For  instance,  looking  through  the  door  of  a  Ja- 
vanese hut,  Harry  saw  three  cheap  American  clocks,  all  in  a  row  ;  and  on  thi- 
veranda  of  the  same  house  a  man  was  presiding  over  a  sewing-machine 
plainly  inscribed  with  a  well-known  American  trade-mark.  Nevertheless, 
the  little  Javanese  themselves  were  unusual  enough  :   the  men  wore  turbans- 


THE    JAVANESE     BABV. 


THE    JAVANESE    VILLAGE SNAP-SHOTS 


6i 


of  figured  cotton,  a  tight-fit- 
ting jacket,  and  then,  above 
their  trousers,  a  short  skirt  or 
apron  that  hung  about  half- 
way down  the  thigh.  Some 
also  wore  above  their  turbans 
wide  straw  hats. 

One  of  the  women  had  a 
cute  little  baby  in  her  arms. 
Philip  put  a  silver  coin  into 
the  baby's  hand,  and  was  al- 
lowed to  take  its  picture.  But 
the  father  held  the  child.  Philip 
said  to  Harry,  as  they  walked 
away,  "There  's  a  pretty 
baby  "  ;  then,  hearing  a  gentle 
chuckle  from  a  motherly-look- 
ing woman  near  him,  hastened 
"■Q  add:  "For  that  kind  of  a 
baby." 

The      DartV      had      left      their  "the  man  stood   up  beside   her,   and  they  were  photographed 

r^         y  together." 

chairs  in  a  corner  of  the  vil- 
lage,  and  were   now   on   foot.     As  they  walked  around  the  inclosure  they 

saw  a  woman  and  girl  embroidering  upon  a  ve- 
randa. The  girl  was  about  twelve  or  thirteen 
years  old,  had  a  tinge  of  pink  in  her  cheeks, 
snappy  black  eyes,   and  shiny  coarse  hair. 

Philip  wanted  a  picture  of  her,  and,  after  a 
talk  with  the  man  of  the  house,  at  last  gained 
his  consent.  Philip  had  a  little  trouble  in 
making  the  man  comprehend  that  the  girl 
must  come  out  into  the  sunshine ;  but  by  point- 
ing to  the  sun  and  to  a  side  of  the  hut  that 
was  in  its  full  glare,  he  finally  had  the  little 
model,  blushing  prettily,  posed  in  a  good  situa- 
tion. The  man  stood  up  beside  her,  and  they 
were  photographed  together. 

No    sooner    had    Philip    raised    his    camera 
than  the  sight-seers  gathered  eagerly  about  him, 
"HE  WAS  LAZILY  SUNNING  HIMSELF."        uutll  hc  could   hardly  fiud  space   to   reach    the 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


button.  He  pushed  it  in  a  hurry,  and  made  his  way  out.  Just  a  moment 
after,  he  secured  an  even  better  subject,  entirely  by  accident.  Upon  another 
veranda  sat  a  mature  Javanese  gfentleman  crouched  down  upon  his  heels. 


He  was  lazily  sunning  himself,  and  Philip  leveled  the  camera  and  took  him 
before  he  could  say  the  Javanese  for  "Jack  Robinson."  The  man  opened 
his  bUnking  eyes  at  the  dick  of  the  shutter,  but  only  smiled  indulgendy. 
and  resumed  his  baskincr,  like  a  froof  on  a  loar. 

Leaving  the  Javanese  village, 
and  ignoring  upon  their  way  the 
appeals  of  a  vender  of  Java  cigar- 
ettes— '•  \'er'  sheap  !  two  for  five  !  " 
—  they  setded  back  in  their  chairs 
and  plunged  again  into  the  outside 
thoroughfare. 

Mr.  Douglass,  looking  up  a  little 
absent-mindedlv.  saw  a  sisjn  which 


PERJWtT    BEKRER 


2^ 


.1B33 


TO  MAKE  K.ODACK  PHOTOGRAPHS 


riT  o-aLiso  STOEEX. 


GOOD  FOR   ONE  TRJP   AND  THIS  DAY  ONLY 


gy  SOLE  PWQTOGRAPMEKS  OuRO  STREET. 


-/^, 


he  read  thus.  '*  Dancing-girl  of  Da- 


mascus now  dancing — 600  years 
old."  Startled  bv  this  mar\el.  even  in  that  land  of  enchantment,  he 
turned  his  head  and  found  that  the  600  years  referred  to  the  city  rather 
than  to  the  dancer. 


CAIRO    STREET 


63 


"Where  would  you  like  to  stop  now,  sir?"  asked  the  guide. 

"Suppose  we  go  to  Cairo  Street,  Philip  ?"  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "We 
can  see  camels  and  donkeys  and  queer  buildings  without  number  ;  and  it 
is  said  to  be  a  very  interesting,  genuine  exhibit." 

They  entered  the  long  narrow  passage,  leaving  their  chairs  outside. 
Philip's  camera  was  again  declared  contraband  of  war,  and  held  in  bondage 
while  he  "interviewed"  the  official  photographer  of  the  street.      He  soon 


THE     "  DONKEV-BOVS.' 


returned  with  the  "open  sesame"    (price  $1.00) — another  ticket  to  tie  to 
the  camera  handle;   and  they  all  went  forward  to  view  the  glories  of  Cairo. 

It  was  the  liveliest,  jolliest  place  they  had  yet  entered.  Donkeys  ridden 
by  little  boys  or  little  girls  came  bumping  along  amid  the  laughter  of  the 
scattering  crowd ;  sneering  camels  lurched  in  zigzag  courses,  carrying  gig- 
gling girls  or  grinning  men.  The  camel-riders  had  the  effect  of  bowing 
graciously  to  the  crowd,  and  hung  on  desperately  to  the  loops  of  the 
saddles,  as  if  they  were  upon  bucking  broncos.  But  the  most  amusing  part 
of  camel-ridinij  was  the  dismountinof.  The  camels  went  down  bows-on  at 
first,  and  then  lowered  the  hind  legs.  This  process  was  always  sure  to 
bring  out  little  shrieks  of  dismay  from  the  women,  and  a  burst  of  laughter 
from  the  onlookers. 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    lAIR 


Philip's  camera  was  agog  with  eagerness.      He  captured  a  view  or  two 
of  the  picturesque   "donlcey-boys" — who  were    stalwart  grown  men;    but 
when  he  saw  the  great  nodding  camels  docilely  following  their  tiny  boy- 
leaders,  he  made  up  his  mind   that  the  camel   was  his 
favorite  subject. 

Me  particularly  desired  to  secure  a  view  of  the  dis- 
mounting.    Seeing  a  flight  of  .steps  that  would  enable 
him   to  overlook   this   scene,  he   put   his   camera    under 
his  arm  and  wormed  his  way  through  the  crowd  until 
he   had   secured   an  e.xcellent  place  on  an  upper  step. 
PVom  here,  by  raising   the  camera   high   in   air,   he 
took  a  picture  over  the  heads  of  the   spectators,   and 
then    rejoined    Mr.    Douglass    and    Harr\-,    who    were 
waiting    for    him   across   the   street  near    some  of  the 
bazaars  for  the  sale  of  curiosities. 
Harry,  while  waiting,  had  produced  his  sketch-book,  and  made  a  hasty 
outline  of  a  street-sweeper  who,  in  turban  and  baggy  trousers,  was  plying 
a  most  prosaic  broom  and  dust-pan. 

Just  above  their  heads  they  read  a  sign  advertising  an  Arab  card-writer, 
and  when  Philip  returned  they  began  a  search  for  this  gentleman,  who 
promised  a  card  in  English  and  Arabic  for  five  cents.  It  proved  to  be  a 
difficult  matter  to  find  him.  Inquiring  upon  one  side  of  the  street,  they 
were  directed  to  the  other ;  and,  repeating  the  question  there,  were  politely 
.sent  back  again ;  but  soon  they 
caught  sight  of  a  ring  of  people 
near  the  middle  of  the  street,  gaz- 
ing down  toward  the  pavement, 
and  there,  within,  sat  the  writer. 
Philip  pressed  forward  with  a 
slip  torn  from  his  note-book,  on 
wliich  he  had  written  plainly, 
"  Philip  Rodman,"  putting  below, 
"  Please  write  this  name  in  Eng- 
lish and  Arabic." 

When  his  turn  came,  the  sharp-featured  little  writer  raised  his  fezzed 
head  from  gazing  down  upon  the  inlaid  box  which  ser\-ed  him  as  a  desk, 
and  .said  : 

"  You  want-a  me  to  write  for  you  —  yes  ?  " 

"  Yes,  please,"  Philip  answered. 

So  the  scribe  began,  like  a  school-boy  reciting  his  lesson  : 


(Pay 


THE    CARD-WRITER 


65 


"  Pheelipe.  P,  h,  i,  1,  i,  and  p.  Pheelipe.  Rodermahn  —  I  write  him 
pretty,  in  Engleesh,  yes  ;  and  I  vill  shade  him,  yes.  R,  a  capeetal  R,  o,  d, 
m,  a,  n.      PheeHpe  Rodermahn.      There.      Now,  what  ceety  ?  " 

"Now  write  it  in  Arabic,  please,"  said  Philip,  a  little  embarrassed  by  the 
crowd. 

"Pretty  soon;  in  a  meenute.  You  vait.  First,  what  ceet)', — \'ere  you 
leeve  ? " 


IN    CAIRO    STREET. 


"  New^  York,"  Philip  answered. 

"  All  right,  all  right ;  I  make  him  ver'  preety.  N,  big  N,  e,  w ;  Y,  a  big 
Y,  o,  and  r,  and  k.  There.  Now  I  w-rite  you  my  own  beautiful  name. 
See  !  "  and  he  added  his  own  name  wath  rapid  strokes. 

"  Tres  bieii/"  said  Harry,  jokingly. 

"Aha,  vojts  parlez  Frangais,  eh?  Et  moi,  aussi /  Oil  appr-eiiez-vous 
le  Frangais  ?  " 

"A  Farts,"  said  Harry,  a  little  taken  aback.  "  y<?  h  park  un  peti,  mais 
je  le  comprend." 

"'Ah,  (a  va  bien  !     Regardez  ;  void  TArabique." 


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Turning    the    card    over,    the   accompHshed   scribe   traced   the   graceful 
curves,   and  handed  Philip  the  card,   saying,   "  I  can  write  heem  as  well  in 


four  lansjuacje." 


Philip  put  down  two  nickels,  and  waved  his  hand  when  the  man  looked 
up  in  surprise. 

''Ah,  merci,  msicu!    Je  vons  remercie,  ct — an  rcvoir!" 


THE    SOUDANESE    DAUV. 


"  All  revoir!"  said  Harry  ;  and  the  three  moved  away  with  ver\-  kindly 
feelings  toward  the  clever  card-writer. 

As  they  turned  toward  tlie  further  end  of  the  street,  an  elderly  Arab 
passed  them  with  a  stony  glare,  repeating  aloud  over  and  over.  "Hello! 
How-de-do!  6^f(7rt'-morning  !  Hello!  How-de-do!  6^(;tf(^/-morning !  "  but 
paying  no  attention  whatever  to  any  one  in  particular. 

"  Now  Philip  says  he  'd  like  to  go  into  the  Soudanese  E.xhiliit,"  salt!  Mr. 


THE    SOUDANESE    BABY 


6; 


THE     KLOWEk-GIKL. 


Douglass,  looking  at  a  little  plan   of  the  Plaisance.      He  was  a  systematic 
traveler,  and  always  secured  a  map  or  plan  of  each  place  he  visited.     They 
turned  into  a  small  inclosure,  after  buying  tickets  and  seeing  them  dropped 
into  a  battered  black  tin  box  (the  regular 
preliminary  to  all  the  shows),   and  found 
themselves  the  only  visitors  in  a  canvas 
tent  that  sheltered  a  board  platform  raised 
a  little  above  the  ground.  •    On  the  plat- 
form sat   two    men    and   a  woman  ;    and 
about  the  tent  was  playing  a  lively  little 
Soudanese  baby —  advertised  outside  as 
the  "  Dancing-baby  only  eighteen  months 
old  !  " 

It  was  to  photograph  the  baby  that 
Philip  had  come  in.  But  no  sooner  did 
the  awful  black  bo.x  appear  than  there 
was  a  hubbub. 

"No,  no!"  .shrieked  the  mother, 
fiercely. 

"  Nah,  nah  !  "  cried  the  men;  and  Philip,  supposing  that  he  had  threat- 
ened to  interfere  with  some  of  their  religious  scruples,  dejectedly  lowered 
his  box.  But,  as  they  turned  away,  our  innocent  travelers  quickly  had  their 
eyes  opened  to  the  true  situation. 

"  One  dollar,  one  dollar  !  "  cried  one  of  the  men,  following  them  up.  He 
was  tastefully  attired  in  a  fez,  a  long  white  burnoose  (a  garment  exactly  like 
a  nightgown),  and  red  slippers. 

Then  Harry,  who  had  traveled  abroad,  felt  equal  to  the  situation.  He 
wheeled  around  with  a  look  of  grieved  surprise. 

"  One  dollar  ?  "  he  exclaimed.  "  Oh,  no,  no.  Twenty-five  cents.  One 
quarter." 

"  No,  no.     One  dollar !  '  spoke  the  .Soudanese. 

"One  quarter,"  insisted  the  American  boy,  "or  fifty  cents  for  the  whole 
family  "  ;   and  he  waved  his  arms  as  if  amazed  at  his  own  lavish  generosity. 

"No.      Fifty  cent  for  the  baby,"  suggested  the  dark  dickerer.  . 

"Twenty-five  in  here,  fifty  if  you  will  take  her  into  the  sunshine.  Come 
along,"  said  Harry,  starting  for  the  door. 

"  All-a  ricfht !  "  and  the  Soudanese  made  the  baro-ain.  For  the  half- 
dollar,  he  conducted  the  baby  to  a  good  light,  and  let  her  be  taken. 

This  little  tot  was  as  bright  as  a  new  cowrie-shell ;  she  had  around  her 
waist  a  dozen  rows  of  tiny  dry  hoofs  taken   from   some  small   animal,  and 


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these  gave  her  great  delight.  She  crowed  and  jumped,  and  rattled  at  every 
motion. 

"Why,  a  rattlesnake  would  be  scared  to  death  at  such  a  baby!"  said 
Harry;  "  and  her  mother  could  n't  lose  her  if  she  tried.  But  she  could  n't  go 
to  church  with  that  thing  on — not  if  she  was  restless!" 

After  taking  one  more  picture,  the  portrait  of  an  Egyptian  flower-girl 
who  wandered  into  the  tent,  and  whose  costume,  if  not  her  face,  was  her 
fortune  (at  a  quarter  for  every  photograph),  the  explorers  waved  a  final 
good-by  to  the  rattling  baby  and  turned  again  into  Cairo  Street. 

Before  an  attentive  circle,  just  outside  the  inclosure,  an  Arab  was  begin- 
ning a  performance  of  trained  animals  —  at  least  he  had  a  kid  poised  on  a 
pedestal,  and  a  monkey  making  ready  to  ride. 

Philip  pressed  forward  to  the  inner  edge  of  the  ring,  and  leveled  the 
box.  He  snapped  the  shutter.  Catching  the  noise,  the  animal-trainer 
pulled  the  kid  suddenly  down  and  shook  his  head  with  a  triumphant  grin. 
Philip  moved  away,  while  the  bystanders  laughed. 

■"He  laughs  best  who  laughs  last,'"  thought  Philip  to  himself,  as  he 
wound  up  the  exposed  film  and  rejoined  his  companions. 


"  '  lit     LAL'UHS     UK^T    WHO    LAUGHS     LAST. 


IN   CAIRO    STREET. 


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CHAPTER   VI 

The  Midway  Plaisaiicc    Visit  continued — Ljincli   at    Old    Vienna —  The 

Ferris  Wheel —  The  Ice  Railway —  The  Moorish  Palace  — 

The  Animal  Show. 

For  luncheon  they  turned  into  "  Old  Vienna,"  passing  a 
gorgeous  guard  in  a  canary-yellow  medieval  costume.  They 
found  a  table  under  an  arbor,  and  ordered  a  most  unwhole- 
some German  lunch.  At  first  Mr.  Douglass  had  trouble  in 
making  out  the  German  names  of  dishes  on  the  bill  of  fare,  and 
he  asked  Harry,  the  traveled  member  of  the  party,  to  read  it 
for  him.  To  his  great  admiration,  the  boy  translated  the  items 
with  readiness  and  accuracy. 
"Why,  Harry,  you  are  thoroughly  up  in  German  eatables,  at  all  events!" 
he  exclaimed. 

"It  requires  only  a  little  careful  attention,"  said  Harry,  laughing;  and, 
putting  down  the  bill  of  fare,  he  showed  Mr.  Douglass  that  it  had  an  Eng- 
lish translation  just  opposite  the  German. 

"That  is  certainly  the  best  system  for  teaching  foreign  languages  I  have 
seen,"  Mr.  Douglass  agreed.      "  I  begin  to  understand  it  myself" 

After  finishing  what  they  could  eat, —  there  was  much  that  they  were 
compelled  to  abandon, — they  sat  a  few  moments  over  their  small  cups  of 
coffee,  listening  to  a  fine  band  that  played  airs  from  the  opera  "  Carmen." 
"When  we  leave  here,"  said  Harry,  "suppose  we  go  up  in  the  Ferris 
\\  heel  ?  That  gives  a  splendid  view  of  the  whole  region,  and  several  people 
have  told  me  it  is  one  of  the  best  things  in  the  Fair." 

"  Can  I  take  photographs  from  it?"  asked  the  camera-bearer. 
"  We  will  ask,"  Mr.  Douglass  replied. 

They  were  told  at  the  office  that  they  would  be  permitted  to  take 
pictures  upon    signing   a   statement    that    they    were    not    for    publication. 


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Philip,  however,  asked  for  and  obtained  a  suspension  of  this  condition;  and, 
armed  with  the  permit,  they  took  their  place  opposite  a  little  door  that  sep- 
arated them  from  the  enormous  iron  spider-web. 

In  a  few  minutes  the  Wheel  came  slowly  to  rest,  a  sliding  door  was 
opened,  and  they  entered  one  of  the  small  cars,  of  which  the  Wheel  carried 
some  forty  suspended  within  the  two  great  rims.  The  door  was  shut,  and 
up  they  flew,  as  if  in  a  balloon. 


OLU     VIENNA. 


At  first  they  went  completely  around  without  stopping.  As  they 
mounted  into  the  air,  over  two  hundred  feet,  the  whole  region  was  mapped 
out  about  them.  They  saw  the  Fair,  the  lake,  Chicago  in  the  distance, — 
beneath  a  veil  of  hazy  smoke, —  the  Midwa)-,  a  long  white  road  dotted  with 
its  puppet  sight-seers.  Okl  \'ienna,  where  they  had  lunched,  tlw  indled  into 
a  toy  village. 

Philip  took  several  views,  liul  most  of  them  were  iluring  the  second 
trip,  for  then  they  stopped  every  now  and  then  to  let  off  antl  lake  on  pas- 
sengers, three  cars  being  emptietl  at  a  time  and  at  once  refilled.  lie  look 
a  view  from  the  Wheel,  and  a  view  looking  across  the  Wheel  inside. 

There  was  nothing  unpleasant  in  going  up  or  coming  down  ;  but  when 
the  Wheel  stopped,  one  had  the  awful  thought  that  something  might  give 


OLD    VIENNA THE    FERRIS    WHEEL 


n 


■way.  Now  and  then  came  a  slight  creak  or  crumble,  as  if  some  part  was  a 
little  strained  ;  but  it  need  not  be  said  that  the  Wheel  did  not  come  down. 
Neither  did  any  of  the  cars  turn  heels  over  head  —  that  is,  floor  over  roof — 
as  Philip  for  a  moment  dreaded.  In  talking  it  over  afterward,  Harry  said 
that  his  notion  was  that  perhaps  the  Wheel  might  stop  and  leave  them  up 
there,  and  he  wondered  how  they  would  get  down.  They  came  out  much 
gratified  with  their  upward  flight,  and  spoke  heartily  in  praise  of  the  per- 
fect engineering  skill  shown  in  the  Wheel's  construction  and  operation. 

"And  do  you  know,  boys,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "the  Wheel  came  here 
in  sections  and  was  put  together  for  the  first  time  on  these  grounds?  It 
has  run  smoothly  and  safely  ever  since,  and  is  in  every  way  just  what  its 
designer  meant  it  to  be.      He  is  still  a  young  man,  and  may  some  day  do 


GOING    INTO    THE    CAKS    OF     THE    FEKKIS     WHEEL. 


even  more  wonderful  things.  It  is  well  not  to  forget  that  the  most  difficult 
engineering  feats  are  not  always  the  ones  that  seem  most  wonderful  to  the 
public." 

"Say,"   Harry  cried   out  suddenly,   pointing  southward,  "there's  some- 
thing that  looks  as  if  it  would  be  good  fun." 

Philip  and  Mr.  Douglass  turned,  and  saw  what  looked  like  an  old-fashioned 
"double-ripper" — a   sleigh    shooting  down   and   up  a  long  toboggan-slide. 


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As  they  had  no  objection  to  trying  it  "for  the  fun  of  the  thing,"  they  went 
over  and  bought  tickets  for  ten  cents,  entitling  them  to  seats  in  the  sled. 
Once  or  twice  it  dashed  past  them;  then  it  came  to  a  halt,  and  they  all 


I-KOM     THE     I-EKKIS     WHEEL  —  LuUKi:. 


scrambled  in,  taking  their  places  in  the  seats,  which  held  three  apiece.  Thc-n 
a  gong  rang,  and  they  were  off!  Starting  slowly,  the  sledge  gradually 
increased  its  speed  until  it  niet  an  incline,  up  which  it  went  more  slowly,  and 
would  have  stopped  except  that  a  cable  gripped  it  and  hauled  it  to  the 
top  of  the  hill.  Then,  again  released,  the  sledge  sped  down  with  great 
rapidity,  but  was  checked  by  a  curve  around  which  it  whirled  "like  all 
possessed,"  as  a  fidgety  old  lady  exclaimed;  and  indeed  the  passengers  clung 
tightly  to  the  sides.  Around  they  wcMit  again  and  again,  repeating  the  same 
experiences  until  the  fourth  lime,  when  the  car  was  stopped. 

One  man,  who  sat  next  to  Philip,  said:    "Where  )ou  from?" 

"  New  York,"  Philip  answered. 

"I  from  St.  Louis!"  said  the  man  triumphantly,  evidently  meaning  to 
call  attention  to  the  wonderful  fact  that  the  world  was  small,  after  all.  As 
they  rounded  the  bend  for  the  third  time,  tlie  ("lerman  said: 

"  I  lose  my  vife  !  " 

"  I  'm  sorry,"  said  Philip,  sjmpathetically. 


THE    FERRIS    WHEEL THE    ICE    RAILWAY 


75 


Oh,  dat 's  all  right,"  said  his  talkative  companion.      "I  get  her  again 


ven  ve  stop. 


She  got  on  other  sled. 


I  could  not  for  the  crowd.  But  she 
vill  vait  for  me;  she  vill  not  run  ava)-.      She  is  too  good  for  me,  anyhow  ! " 

Philip  was  relieved  that  the  trouble  was  not  more  serious,  and  after  they 
left  the  car,  the  triumphant  German  pointed  to  his  faithful  spouse,  saying : 
"  See!     I  tol'  you  !" 

After  taking  a  snap-shot  at  the  moving  sled,  they  left  the  building,  secur- 
ing at  the  exit  a  handful  of  snow,  which  was,  as  the  exhibitor  claimed,  real 


KKOM     THE     FERRIS     WHEEL  —  LOOKING    WEST. 


snow.  But  he  also  said  it  was  a  souvenir;  and  as  a  souvenir  it  was  a  failure, 
unless  it  was  kept  in  a  bottle,  for  it  melted  after  the  manner  of  all  well-con- 
ducted snow  elsewhere  than  on  high  mountain-peaks. 

The  "Moorish  Palace"  received  their  attention  next.  Upon  entering 
they  found  themselves  in  what  they  considered  a  very  ordinar)-  show.  It 
was  a  large  room  having  tables  and  chairs,  beer  and  tobacco-smoke,  and  a 
stage  where  a  variety  performance  took  place. 

Two  young  men,  in  evening  dress,  were  carrying  on  a  dialogue  that 
Harry  said  was  perhaps  the  most  genuine  antique  in  the  Plaisance.  This 
dialogue,  varied  by  fair  handsprings,  lasted  longer  than  the  boys  cared  to 
stay  :   so  they  wandered   further  into   the  Moorish  mysteries.      Groups   and 


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figures  in  wax  occupied  a  large  part  of  the  second  floor,  but  the  only  inter- 
esting object  the  boys  saw  was  a  printed  sign  requesting  visitors  not  to  talk 
to  the  wax  figures.  Mr.  Doutjlass's  book  had  informed  him  that  there  was  a 
"maze"  of  mirrors  well  worth  seeing,  but  in  finding  this  exhibit  the  party 
displayed  more  ingenuity  than  was  shown  in  the  maze  itself  "Dime 
museum"  was  the  boys'  well-considered  verdict.  Turning  away,  they  were 
attracted  by  the  cry:  "Do  not  fail  to  see  the  performance  in  the  great  Moorish 
theater!"  Always  willing  to  oblige,  the  party  mustered  three  dimes,  re- 
ceived tickets,  and  entered  at  this  new  door. 

"Well,  well!"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  as  he  reached  the  edge  of  a  balcony 
from  which  he  could  look  upon  the  performance.  The  boys  walked  forward, 
supposing  that  he  was  expressing  surprise.     And  so  he  was. 

They  had  paid  another  admission  fee  all  round  for  the  privilege  of  enter- 
ing the  gallery  of  the  same  room  from  which  they  had  departed  in  disgust 


A      \11-.\V      iHKUl 


nib     11:.KK1>      UllLtL 


only  a  few  minutes  before.  They  were  grieved  rather  than  angr)-,  and 
explained  their  plight  to  the  ticket-seller.  He  did  not  let  the  matter  weigh 
upon  his  spirits  to  any  extent,  nor  did  he  seem  much  surprised. 


THE    MOORISH    PALACE THE    ANIMAL    SHOW 


n 


"  Boys,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  as  they  descended  die  dusty  stairs,  "  I  think 
that  's  enouofh  of  a  maze  for  me." 

When  once  more  in  the  roadway,  they  agreed  to  separate.  Mr.  Doug- 
lass preferred  to  go  back  to  the  Fair;  PhiHp  wished  to  try  for  a  few  more 
photographs,  and  Harry  still  kept  his  faith  in  the  Wild  Animal  Show. 


..•KING      LP     AT     THE     FERRIS     WHEEL. 


So  Philip  and  Mr.  Douglass  left  him,  and  Harry  walked  toward  the  show. 

"Oh,  I  like  the  whole  business;  don't  you?"  he  heard  a  woman  say  to 
a  friend;  and  he  was  willing  to  agree  so  far,  if  he  might  except  that  Moorish 
maze. 

He  found  a  large  crowd  pressing  toward  the  Animal  exhibit,  and,  buying 
a  ticket  at  the  door,  was  soon  ushered  into  a  very  large  amphitheater  sur- 
rounding a  circus-ring  on  a  raised  platform.  Above  the  ring  was  a  covered 
cage.  Harry  made  his  way  toward  a  number  of  unoccupied  seats,  and  was 
surprised  that  these  were  so  empty  while  the  others  were  so  crowded. 

A  little  boy,  coming  to  collect  the  tickets,  announced:  "You  can  stay 
here  if  you  like  ;  but  you  won't  see  nothing  much,  for  the  animals  sit  around 
here,  and  you  '11  have  to  look  over  'em."  So  Harry  took  a  better  place,  near 
two  German  gentlemen,  one  of  whom  courteously  handed  him  a  program,  for 
which  there  was  an  extra  charee  made. 


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A  scarlet-coated  band  filled  the  air  with  melody,  and  the  show  began, 
introduced  by  a  really  blood-curdling  roar,  such  as  a  healthy  and  hungry 
lion  gives  when  he  wishes  to  make  an  impression.      The  amphitheater  was 


A     VIEW    TAKEN     AT     FULL    SPSED    ON     THE     ICE    RAILWAY. 


as  hall  of  people  as  if  it  had  been  the  only  exhibition  given  that  afternoon  in 
Chicago.  A  baby  elephant  lumbered  in,  followed  by  a  large  hound  and  two 
ponies,  and  these  animals  went  through  a  clever  performance  of  marching, 
wheeling,  waltzing,  and  posing  under  the  direction  of  a  graceful  young  girl 
dressed  in  a  close-fitting  purple  velvet  jacket,  trousers,  and  military  boots. 
They  were  excellently  managed,  and  performed  cleverly. 

A  wild  boar  came  next, — an  ugly-faced  fellow,  —  and  was  put  through 
his  feats  of  hurdle-racing  and  riding  a  chariot  drawn  by  another  boar.  He 
failed  at  two  hurdles  out  of  three,  knocking  them  over;  but  was  made  by  the 
clown,  his  trainer,  to  repeat  the  trick  successfully,  amid  applause.  Once 
the  clown  made  the  boar  sit  down  on  a  high  tub,  and  then  cocked  a  white 
hat  over  the  animal's  ear,  giving  him  a  comical  appearance. 

The  succeeding  performance  was  one  of  the  cleverest.  A  ring-master 
came  in,  bringing  a  small  pony  whose  neck  was  covered  by  a  thick  white 
pad,  and  who  carried  a  flat  saddle  upon  his  back.     Afterward  entered  a 


THE    ANIMAL    SHOW 


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A     SLEEPING    LIONESS. 


lithe,   tawny  lioness,   who  ran  cat-like  around  the  ring,  and  another  enor- 
mous hound  who  did  little,  but  was  probably  an  important  part  of  the  show. 

The  lioness  leaped  upon  a  high  platform,  and  as  the  pony  came  around 
the  ring  sprang  upon  his  back  just  as  a  circus-rider  does.  Again  the 
lioness  leaped  from  the  pony 
to  another  platform  higher 
in  the  air,  and  awaited  the 
pony's  second  circuit.  It 
was  very  exciting  to  Harry, 
for  the  lioness  seemed  any- 
thing but  cowed  —  snarling, 
raisingherwhiskers,  and  show- 
ing much  spirit. 

Harry  made  up  his  mind  that  the  hound  was  brought  in  as  a  sort  of 
watch-dog,  in  case  the  lioness  should  show  more  spirit  than  the  circus- 
performance  demanded  ;  and  this  idea  was  strengthened  by  the  presence 
of  these  great  dogs  in  nearly  every  act  —  but  usually  as  very  minor  per- 
formers. 

After  the  lioness  had  loped  down  the  sloping  passage  leading  from  the 
ring,  attendants  came  in  and  removed  the  carpets  and  mats  used  in  the 
circus-performance.  They  returned  with  little  wooden  shelves  arranged 
to  hook  upon  the  bars  around  the  great  circular  cage,  and  put  these  in 
place.  Then  the  lion-tamer  entered,  not  in  tights,  spangles,  armor,  or 
tinsel,  but  in  a  dark  business-suit  that  would  not  have  attracted  attention 
in   the  street. 

After  him  came  in  a  "  happy  family,"  as  it  used  to  be  called  in  the  Bar- 
num  days ;  but  not  the  sort  of  happy  family  that  would  be  welcome  if  it 
should  drop  in  to  spend  the  evening.  First  came  the  dogs,  then  three 
bears,  two  black  and  one  a  polar  bear,  then  lions,  Bengal  tigers,  until  each 
of  the  many  little  shelves  had  its  occupant. 


MEAL-TIME. 


8o 


HARRY    AND    I'll  I  LIP    AT    THK    1-AIR 


These  animals  were  admirably  trained,  and  went  through  a  variety  of 
clever  performances.      One  little  black  bear — just  the  sort  of  little  fellow 

you  would  expect  to  see  robbing  bees 
of  honey,  or  stealing  a  squealing  little 
porker  -from  a  sty  —  was  led  out  and 
invited  to  show  the  ladies  and  sfentlemen 
how  well  he  could  walk  on  a  great, 
blue,  rolling  ball.  As  he  went  forward 
to  begin  the  act,  his  lounging  gait  set 
all  the  spectators  to  laughing,  and  his 
whole  performance  was  equally  funny, 
excellently  as  it  was  done.  When  through, 
he  was  rewarded  by  a  lump  of  sugar 
produced  from  the  ring-master's  coat- 
tail  pocket.  The  same  bear  also  walked 
the  "tight-rope"  along  a  thick  bar  of 
wood. 

Meanwhile  the  polar  bear  acted  as 
a  clown.  He  seemed  to  find  something 
very  interesting  about  one  of  the  big 
hounds.  During  each  act,  J\Ir.  Polar 
Bear  would  leave  his  place  and  snuff 
around  Mr.  Dog's  ears,  and  paw  his 
neck  with  the  great  sharp  claws  necessary  to  one  who  walks  much  on 
icebergs  and  other  slippery  places.  At  one  time,  late  in  the  performance, 
the  bear  seemed  to  conclude  that  the  dog  was  good  to  eat,  and  began  to 
take  him  in  head  first.  But  here  the  dog's  patience  gave  out,  and  he 
howled  a  gentle  protest  that  sent  the  polar  bear  back  to  his  place. 

When  the  little  black  bear  had  finished  his  second  act,  the  ring-master 
patted  him  upon  the  head  with  a  pleasant  touch  of  approval  that  was  kindly 
and  encouraging. 


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THE    ANIMAL    SHOW 


Then  the  animals  changed  about :  the  bear  going  back  to  his  place,  and 
the  Bengal  tigers  slouching  into  the  ring.  A  see-saw  was  put  up,  and,  with 
a  tiger  on  each  end,  was  rocked  to  and  fro  by  another  black  bear — one  that 
had  a  peculiar  white  crescent  upon  his  breast.  After  this  the  whole  com- 
pany ranged  themselves,  standing,  in  a  ring,  and  the  big  dogs  leaped  over 
their  backs  just  as  circus-riders  leap  hurdles. 

A  chariot  came  rolling  in,  a  number  of  the  attendants  followed,  and  two 
tigers  were  yoked  up  as  if  each  were  "the  patient  ox  obedient  to  the  goad." 

The  biggest  lion, 
draped  in  a  scarlet  cloak 
and  crowned,  mounted 
the  chariot,  while  two 
hounds  rested  their  fore 
legs  upon  the  back  of  the 
chariot,  and  around  the 
ring  went  the  gorgeous 
procession  —  an  animal 
Emperor  making  a  tri- 
umphal procession. 

Another  pyramid  of 
animals  was  formed,  and 
then  all,  set  free,  went 
rolling  and  tumbling 
about  the  arena,  as  their 
trainer  stood  among 
them  giving  out  sugar. 

No  exhibition  of  ani- 
mal-training could  have 
been  better,  and  Harry 
left  the  building  well 
satisfied  with  his  after- 
noon attheAnimalshow. 

Coming  out  into  the  Plaisance  road  once  more,  Harry  started  to  walk 
back  to  the  hotel.  He  had  enjoyed  the  rolling-chair  in  the  morning,  but 
felt  freer  to  go  where  he  chose  when  he  was  by  himself  and  on  foot.  He 
did  not  intend  to  see  any  more  sights  than  he  could  help,  but  the  boy  had  to 
keep  his  eyes  open  to  see  where  he  went,  and  so  long  as  he  did  not  shut  his 
eyes,  sights  had  to  be  looked  at. 

In  passing  the  Children's  Building,  he  noticed  carefully  where  it  was,  as 
he  intended  to  come  back  to  it  soon  ;   then  he  walked  through  the  "  Puck  " 

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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


Building,  noticing  the  color-printing,  and  the  pretty  photograph  of  a  child 
dressed  as  "  Puck,"  and  passed  thence  across  a  bridge  to  the  quiet  wooded 


-fe. 


THE    POLAR    BEAR. 


island.  His  eyes  were  rested  by  the  soft  green  tints,  and  the  quiet  was  very 
refreshing  after  the  bustle  and  confusion  of  the  Plaisance.  All  about  were 
little  fairy  lamps  of  different  colored  glass,  arranged 
in  preparation  for  an   illumination  of  the  island  that 


night. 


Harry  wandered  on  without  attending  strictly  to 
his  course,   and   consequently  found   himself  in  the 
middle  of   the   island   without  any  means  of  crossing  to  the  Manufactures 
Building.    As  he  wished  to  walk  the  length  of  that  building  on  his  waj-  home, 

he  rather  reluctantly  retraced  his  weary  way  to  the 
bridge  leading  to  the  Fisheries  Building.      But  this 
mistake  enabled  him  to  warn  another  party  of  visi- 
~j^-<^ 'T'^^i^C:^    ^        tors  against  the  same  error,  and   they  followed   him 
~'^~     ~^--      "—        over  the  two  bridores  to  the  Manufactures  Buildiui'-. 

He  was  too  tired  to  look  at  exhibits,  and  walked 
doggedly  down  the  long  aisle  until  he  came  out  upon  the  great  Court  of 
Honor.  Here  he  rested  a  little  while,  feeling  rather  dazed,  and  then  walked 
by  the  Administration  Building  in  company  with  many  out-going  parties 
quite  as  weary  as  he. 


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A  soldier  in  flaming  regimentals  passed,  carrying  a  baby  in  his  arms, 
while  the  unwarlike  wife  followed  at  his  side,  supporting  the  officer's  heavy 
sword.  This  odd  exchange  of  duties  was  the 
last  thing  Harry  noticed  before  he  left  the  gates. 

Mr.  Douglass  came  home,  and  reported  that 
he  had  spent  most  of  the  afternoon  in  examining 
the  decorations  and  groups  upon  the  outside  of 
the  larger  buildings,  particularly  those  upon  the 
Administration  Building,  as  he  wished  to  write 
some  account  of  it  to  a  friend  interested  in  deco- 
rative work. 

As  to  Philip,  he  resolutely  refused  to  tell  the 
others  all  about  his  afternoon  except  so  far  as  this.  He  said,  "I  had  some 
trouble  about  my  camera,  and  it  took  me  all  the  afternoon  to  straighten 
it  out." 

Later,  his  little  adventure  came  out,  and  shall  be  told. 


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CHAPTER  VII 


Harry  gets  a  Camera — The  State  and  National  Btiildings — The  Eskimo 
Village — Snap-shots  out  of  doors — A  passing  Glance  at  Horticnltiiral 
Hall  —  Doing  their  Best. 

"In  the  absence  of  any  special  instructions  from  your  father, 
Harry,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  as  they  walked  over  toward  the 
entrance  of  the  Fair  Grounds  on  the  following  morning,  "I  have 
so  far  let  you  have  your  own  way.  I  think  that 
Mr.  Blake  perhaps  forgot  that  his  letter  of  instruc- 
tions would  not  arrive  at  Chicago  until  we  had  been 
here  at  least  a  week. 

"  Now  that  we  have  a  general  idea  of  the  dis- 
play, of  the  grounds  and  their  arrangement,  I  think 
it  would  be  wise  to  go  at  them  a  little  more  sys- 
tematically.    What  do  you  think  ?  " 
"I  should  like  that  better,"  said  Philip.     "  I  feel  all  the  time  that  we  are 
missing  some  good  things,  and  seeing  poorer  ones  twice  over.      Don't  you, 
Harry  ?  " 

"I  suppose  so,"  Harry  answered  slowly;  "but  I  find  it  all  too  much  for 
me.      I  find  myself  thinking  more  of  the  people  I  see  than  of  the  show." 

"  Let  us  go  and  see  some  one  part  more  especially,"  Mr.  Douglass  sug- 
gested;  "some  part  that  we  know  less  about  than  we  have  learned  of  the 
larger  buildings.  How  would  you  like  to  look  at  some  of  the  larger  State 
buildings?  " 

"  I  'd  like  it,"  Harry  agreed.  "  But  I  '11  tell  you  what,  while  Philip  was 
using  his  camera  yesterday  I  wanted  one  'like  sixty.'  Why  can't  I  hire 
one.'^ 

"  You  can,"  the  tutor  answered.     "  Where  do  we  go  to  get  it,  Philip  ? " 
"To    the    free    dark-rooms  back   of  the  Horticultural.      We   can   walk 
there  :  it  is  n't  far  from  where  we  usually  go   in  ;   or,  if  you  want  to  go  in 
a  new  way,  we  can  keep  outside  until  we  get  to  the  proper  entrance." 

6*  85 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


All  three  were  willing;   and,   keeping  outside  of  the  high  board  fence 
topped  with  several  lines  of  barbed  wire,  they  walked  on  for  two  or  three 


THE     CENTURV    CO  S     KOOM    IN    THE    MANUFACTURES    AND    LIBERAL    ARTS     BUILDING 

blocks  above  the  main  entrance.  The  street  was  lined  by  booths  for  the  sale 
of  the  omnipresent  souvenirs  —  glass  paper-weights,  watch-charms,  canes, 
lockets,  and  every  sort  of  cheap  knickknack  ;  and  these  booths  were  el- 
bowed by  temporary  shops  and  stands  made  to  serve  for  restaurants,  fruit- 
stands,  shooting-galleries,  tintype-galleries,  cake-kitchens, — all  the  cheap- 
John  establishments  that  could  find  room  to  claim  a  nickel  from  the 
passers-by. 

Coming  to  the  entrance  they  sought,  they  met  a  young  man  in  a  blue 
uniform  and  cap  showing  that  he  was  an  agent  of  the  Photographic  Depart- 
ment. Harry  paid  him  two  dollars,  and  received  a  "hand-camera  permit, 
good  for  that  day  only,"  the  date  being  stamped  on  it  in  green  ink.  They 
found  themselves,  after  passing  the  gates,  not  far  from  the  photographic 
rooms.  Here  Harry  secured  a  small,  easily  handled  kodak,  upon  which 
Mr.  Douglass  made  a  deposit  of  ten  dollars. 

"Now,"  said  Harry,"!  '11  show  you  how  cameras  are  handled  by  experts." 


GREAT  Britain's  building  87 

"But  remember,"  the  tutor  reminded  him,  "that  you  are  here  to-day 
with  the  intention  of  going  through  some  State  buildings  at  least.  Don't 
think  mainly  of  taking  snap-shots." 

"Oh,  I  won't,"  Harry  replied,  more  seriously;  '  'I  only  mean  to  take 
pictures  of  the  groups  of  people  here  and  there  —  especially  the  children. 
Children  are  always  so  interesting  when  they  are  at  a  place  like  this." 

Mr.  Douglass  smiled  at  the  boy's  grown-up  airs,  but  said  nothing  more. 

"Come,"  said  Philip,  "I  want  to  go  over  to  the  Manufactures  Building. 
1  saw  in  my  magazine  that  one  could  register  there,  and  I  'm  going  to  do  it. 
Besides,  I  have  n't  been  in  the  galleries  of  that  building  yet,  and  I  'd  like  to 
go.  We  won't  stay  long,  and  we  can  meet  there  if  we  should  separate  for 
a  while." 

They  entered  by  the  north  door,  climbed  into  the  gallery,  and  found 
that  some  of  the  periodicals  had  arranged  tasteful  little  rooms  for  the 
accommodation  of  the  public.  People  entered  these  small  compartments 
with  a  homelike  feeling  that  was  very  pleasant  to  see.  There  were  tables 
and  chairs,  books  for  the  registry  of  visitors,  and  glass  cases  showing 
magazine-  and  book-work  in  full  detail,  besides  many  other  things  connected 
more  or  less  directly  with  the  subjects  of  the  books  and  articles  published. 
But,  intending  to  return  again,  the  boys  did  not  linger  over  the  exhibits, 
pausing  only  long  enough  to  register  their  names.  Here  Mr.  Douglass 
remained  to  talk  to  one  of  the  attendants,  as  he  expected  some  letters  to  be 
addressed  to  him  in  care  of  that  exhibit,  and  the  boys  started  together  for 
the  National  and  State  buildings. 

These  filled  a  large  part  of  the  grounds  around  the  great  art  galleries. 

Their  first  visit  was  to  the  house  devoted  to  Great  Britain.  They 
marched  boldly  up  to  the  door,  opened  it,  and  stepped  inside. 

A  guard  came  forward  and  politely  told  them  that  on  this  morning 
the  building  was  open  only  on  presentation  of  a  card.  The  boys  turned  to 
go  out,  but  one  of  the  gentlemen  in  charge  —  a  handsome  young  English- 
man— courteously  invited  them  to  go  through  the  rooms.  They  gladly 
accepted  his  invitation  and  guidance. 

"This,"  he  told  the  young  Americans,  so  politely  that  for  the  moment 
they  almost  regretted  the  famous  "tea-party"  in  Boston  harbor, —  "is  called 
Victoria  House  by  the  Queen's  own  wish.  It  represents  a  manor-house 
of  the  Tudor  period,  of  about  Queen  Elizabeth's  time;  but  was  made  by 
a  Chicago  firm."  Then  he  went  on  to  call  their  attention  to  the  fine  ceil- 
ings, fireplaces,  staircases,  and  inlaid  cabinets ;  and  the  boys  found  the 
house  full  of  richly  carved  woodwork  and  furniture.  Of  the  chairs,  one  was 
a  model  of  that  in  which  Kinsj  Charles  sat  duringr  his  trial  in  Westminster 


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HARRY    AM>    PHIUP    AT    THE    F.UR 


Hall,  and  others  were  quite  as  well  worth  attention,   amongf  them  being 

chairs  designed  tor  the  use  of  Queen  \"ictoria  and  the  Prince  of  Wales. 

Our  sturdy  young  Americans  gazed  with  becoming  reverence  up)on  all 


this  elegance  and  g^randeur,  took  a  few  notes  of  what  they  had  seen,  and 
walked  down  the  steps  much  gratified  by  the  attention  shown  them. 

"\Miere  next?"  said  Harry,  at  the  same  time  taking  a  deft  snap-shot  at 
some  little  folks  in  the  road  before  the  door. 

"Germany  comes  next"  answered  Philip,  holding  up  a  fluttering  map. 

"Sprechen  Sie  deutsch?"  said  Harr\".     "If  you  do.  come  along." 

Entering  the  imposing  German  Building,  they  found  at  last  some  of  the 
foreigners  as  to  whom  they  had  been  inquiring.  No  sooner  were  they  inside 
the  door  than  guttural  accents  assured  them  that  there  were  foreigners  at 
the  great  World's  Fair.  The  hallway  was  ftill  of  German  publications,  and 
in  a  lower  stor\-  were  manv  relisnous  fisrures,  modeled  life-size  and  colored. 
Taking^  a  stairway  to  the  ricrht,  the  bovs  came  to  a  lofiv  mechanical  clock,  called 
a  "Passion  Play  Clock,"  because  fisfures.  moyed  by  machinerv.  went  throu^^h 
a  representation  of  the  crucifixion.  They  heard  a  woman  say,  "  Oh.  1 
wish  it  was  SToins  I  Don't  vou?"  Then  thev  descended  the  stairs  acrain,  and, 
returning  to  the  main  hall,  they  noticed  a  ven,-  beautiful  stained -glass  window 


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89 


at  the  further  end.  The  middle  panel  showed  Christ  walking  on  the  water, 
and  those  above  and  below  contained  modern  steamships.  A  placard  stated 
that  the  window  was  to  be  presented  to  the  Naval  Academy  at  Annapolis. 

Coming  out,  they  were  met  by  a  puzzled  woman,  who  inquired  in  a 
deized  way : 

"Where  is  that  Anthropo  —  I  don't  know  the  name?" 

"'Way  down  at  the  other  end,  madam,"  answered  Philip,  politely  raising 
his  cap.  To  which  the  woman  responded  despairinglj-,  "  Oh,  my  ! "  and 
wandered  off. 

"They  never  get  much  bey^ond  'Anthropo,'"  said  Harry;  "and  I  don't 
blame  them.       I  heard  one  of  the  guides  the  other  day  confidently  call  it 


' Anthro-polo-logical'  and  look  proud.  But  this  is  n't  photography,"  and 
he  turned  his  back  to  the  sun  and  held  his  camera  in  readiness.  Snap! 
went  the  shutter,  and  then  they  walked  on. 

"What  did  you  take!"'  Philip  asked. 

"  I  'm  not  telling,"  said  Harry,  slyly.  "  I  may  be  new  at  this  business, 
but  at  least  I  know  enough  to  keep  dark  until  the  negative  is  developed. 
'  Don't  count  your  negatives  before  they  're  developed '  is  my  motto  as  an 
amateur  photographer ! " 


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HARKV    AND    I'lIILir    AT    THE    FAIR 


"Here's  the  French  Building,"  said  Philip;  "and  is  n't  it  French, 
though  ?  See  the  green  grass,  trees,  and  fountain  in  the  middle.  Let  's  go 
in  and  see  it.      It  is  sure  to  be  good." 

They  found  the  French  Building,  as  Philip  expected,  both  artistic  and 
interesting.  There  was  an  exhibit  of  transparent  photographs  on  glass, 
explaining  the  method  of  measuring  and  describing  criminals  so  that  they 
may  be  always  identified  after  being  once  in  the  hands  of  the  police.  Here 
was  a  panel  devoted  wholly  to  queer  noses ;  next  came  one  upon  eyes,  or 
chins,  or  foreheads,  each  with  a  line  of  explanation  in  French,  which  Harry 
translated.  Then  there  was  a  wax  figure  before  a  camera,  giving  a  vivid 
idea  of  the  way  these  photographs  were  secured.  A  camera  upon  a  very 
high  tripod  stood  over  another  figure  representing  a  body  found  dead — to 
explain  how  a  picture-record  is  made  of  such  cases. 

There  were  specimens  of  the  work  of  invalids,  probably  hospital 
patients,  and  around  another  part  of  the  building  were  large  paintings  show- 


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ing  views  of  city  squares  and  streets.  The  whole  building  was  a  proof  of  the 
skill  of  the  French  in  arranging  exhibits  both  sensibly  and  artistically,  so 
that  they  would  be  both  easy  to  view  and  pleasant  to  behold. 

A  room  devoted  to  relics  of  Lafayette  was  marked  "Closed,"  for  which 


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the  boys  were  sorry.  They  gave  the  French  Building  a  good  mark  in  their 
note-books,  and  went  away  wishing  they  could  give  more  time  to  it  —  the 
best  proof  of  excellence. 


THE  NEW  YORK  STATE  BUILDING. 


They  had  intended  next  to  see  the  Massachusetts  house ;  but  that  also 
was  not  open,  and  they  went  by  it  on  their  way  to  New  York's  mansion. 
Entering  the  great  door,  they  noted  first  a  pavement  of  tessellated  blocks  in 
which  were  set  the  signs  of  the  zodiac  in  brass,  finely  modeled.  Just  be- 
fore them  they  saw  a  long  line  of  people  crowding  toward  an  enormous 
book  that  looked  at  least  half  a  foot  thick.  A  sign  told  them  that  they 
should  register  and  have  their  names  published  in  the  "  Daily  Columbian," 
the  Fair  paper,  as  a  means  of  finding  old  acquaintances. 

"Here  she  goes!"  cried  Harry,  as  he  took  his  place  at  the  end  of  the 
queue,  with  Philip  next.  They  could  see  the  book  from  where  they  stood, 
and  were  much  amused,  though  a  little  impatient,  to  see  the  painstaking 
efforts  of  country  folks  to  write  a  creditable  signature.  One  nice  old 
lady  dotted  an  "i "  at  least  three  times,  and  each  time  with  due  deliberation. 

As  each  visitor  wrote  name,  temporary  address,  and  home  address,  Harry 
had  to  wait  several  minutes  for  his  turn.  The  result  was  that  he  scrawled 
his  own  name  in  a  great  hurry  rather  than  keep  others  waiting.      Then  he 


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went  half-way  up  the  stairs,  and  took  two  short-time  exposures  toward  the 
registering  crowd.  He  doubted  whether  he  could  get  anything  worth  pre- 
serving-, but  thought  he  would  risk  it. 

Then  Philip  and  he  went  up-stairs  to  the  banqueting-room  —  a  stately 
apartment  of  which  the  boys  were  patriotically  proud.  Other  rooms — one 
a  colonial  drawing-room  with  an  old  spinning-wheel,  and  an  old  cannon 
that  was  "fired   at  the  births  and  deaths  of  members  of  the  Rensselaer 


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family,"  and  the  other  a  more  modern  apartment — fittingly  flanked  the  cen- 
tral apartment. 

"Well,  we  've  got  a  splendid  building,"  remarked  Philip,  with  a  sense  of 
satisfaction. 

"Yes,  sir,"  said  Harry;  "the  old  'Empire  State'  always  comes  up  smil- 
ing and  takes  a  front  seat  right  next  to  the  band-wagon";  but  he,  too,  was 
glad  that  his  State  was  so  creditably  housed. 

Pennsylvania,  with  a  great  "  Keystone  "  on  the  front,  was  next  in  their 
pilgrimage;  and  here  they  found  the  genuine  old  Philadelphia  Liberty  Bell 
occupying  the  post  of  honor  in  the  vestibule.  Though  "marred  and  bruised 
by  many  a  thump,"  the  boys  gazed  upon  it  with  genuine  reverence..    No 


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American  boy  could  see  it  without  something  of  the  thrill  in  his  veins  that 
is  the  old  bell's  due. 

As  they  were   gazing  speechless  upon  it,   a  man   behind  them  tried   to 
express  what  all  felt.      He  began,  "That  is  the  bell  that — that  rang,  rever- 


THE    CALIFORNIA    STATE    BUILDING. 


berating  down  through" — but  here  words  failed  him,  and  he  passed  silently 
on,  a  good  though  speechless  patriot. 

Up-stairs  they  found  tired  Philadelphians  in  welcome  quiet  and  seclusion. 
Even  in  the  "Press-Correspondents'  Room"  pens  moved  with  Quaker-like 
dignity  over  the  paper  ;  indeed,  one  kindly  old  lady,  on  looking  in  at  the 
door,  remarked  with  sympathy  :  "  Ah,  yes,  I  see  ;  people  writing  home  to 
their  friends  !" 

In  another  up-stairs  room  were  shown  the  original  charter  to  William 
Penn, — a  beautiful  piece  of  antique  writing, — and  the  Constitution  of  the 
State  of  Pennsylvania.  Attached  to  the  charter  was  a  large  wax  seal, 
labeled  over  two   hundred  years  old. 

"  Pretty  old  wax,  is  n't  it?  "  said  a  quiet  man  near  Harry. 

"  Yes  —  waxing  old,"  the  boy  replied  ;  but  as  the  man  gazed  upon  him  in 
puzzled  surprise,  the  boy  moved  off,  rather  ashamed  of  his  forwardness. 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


Going    out,    they   noticed    General  Greene's   Revolutionary  battle-flag, 
"baptized    in    the    enemy's    smoke"   at    Bunker    Hill.     They    visited    the 

Ohio  Building, 
also,  and  then 
walked  toward 
the  Art  Galle- 
ry; and  Harry 
tried  a  snap- 
shot again. 
This  time  it 
was  at  a  chub- 
by youngster 
who  walked 
before  them, 
carrying  two 
packages  of 
lunch,  whilehis 
parents  walked 
beside  him. 
film,  the  boys  set  forward  at  a  rapid  pace  toward  the  Cali- 
pausing  only  to  admire  the  great  logs  that  formed  a  foun- 


A    GROUP    OF     E'KiM   > 


Winding  up  the 
fornia  Building, 
dation  to  the 
structure  the 
residents  of 
the  new  State 
of  Washington 
had  proudly 
built.  The  Cal- 
ifornia house 
was  like  the 
pictures  of  old 
Spanish  Mis- 
sions ;  it  had 
anarcheddoor- 
way.  tiled  roof, 
and  fine  tower. 
Thoughthey 
spent    a    long 

time  in  this  building,  they  were  dissatisfied  when  they  came  away.     There 
was  "  so  much  too  much  "  to  see.     A  relief-map  of  San  Francisco,  the  knight 

♦  These  f>hotographs  of  the  Eskimo  village  were  made  in  March,  /S^.  ivheti  there  was  snow  on  the  grouHii. 


ESKIMO    WOMAN    AND    CHILDREN. 


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97 


Two  of  the  Eskimos,  one  the  well-known  young  "  Prince,"  held  whips  in 
their  hands,  ready  to  dislodge  coins  that  might  be  set  up  as  targets.  Harry 
threw  down  a  tive-cent  piece.  The  man  stuck  it  up  on  edge,  and  then  the 
whip-cracking  resounded  through  the  air.  Judging  by  the  number  of  shots 
they  made  unsuccessfully,  Harry  calculated  that  a  five-dollar  bill  would 
have  lasted  them   a  month  ;   but  he  did  n't  try   it. 

As  they  passed  the  building  called  "The  Bureau  of  Public  Comfort," 
Harry  tried  a  shot  at  some  people  who  were  eating  lunch  upon  the  grass. 

Later,  he  saw  a  young  girl  with  a  kodak  making  for  the  middle  of  one 
of  the  bridges,  and  walked  after  her,  hoping  to  take  a  picture  of  her  while 
she  herself  was  snapping  the  button.  As  she  leaned  against  the  parapet 
and  leveled  the  camera,  Harry  saw  that  he  could  get  a  pretty  negative,  and 
himself  took  the  young  photographer. 

On  their  way  home  the  boys  walked  through  Horticultural  Hall,  with 
its  palm-trees,  its  ilowers,  and  its  lofty  glass  dome.  By  this  time,  however, 
they  had  learned  to  see  without  noticing,  and  they  decided  to  come  back 
some  other  day  if  they  had  time  —  a  resolution  already  made  in  regard  to 
perhaps  one  hundred  and  fifty  equally  absorbing  collections. 

But  there  were  several  fine  groups  of  sculpture.  One  the  boys  felt  was 
full  of  sentiment  and  beauty  ;  it  was  called  "  The  Sleep  of  the  Flowers,"  and 
meant  to  be  typical  of  autumn.  The  drooping  of  the  vegetation  and  the 
lethargy  of  the  coming  winter  were  admirably  translated  into  the  action  of 
the  figures. 

"  Philip,"  said  Harry,  "we  ought  to  see  all  these  groups  —  everywhere." 

"Harry,"  replied  his  cousin,  "we  are  doing  our  level  best."  And,  con- 
soled by  this  thought,  they  rejoined  Mr.  Douglass  and  went  home. 


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GENERAL    VIEW    OF    THE     HORTICULTURAL    BUILDING. 


AN     UNFRAMED    PICfURE. 


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CHAPTER  VIII 

What   People   Said —  The    Children  s  Btcilding —  The     Woman's   Build- 
ing—  The  Poor  Boys'  Expensive  Ltcnch — The  Life-saving  Drill. 


A    CHAIRLOAU. 


"Do  you  think  you  are  now  capable  of  find- 
ing your  way  around  without  my  help?"  Mr. 
Douglass  asked,  in  planning  out  the  next  day's 
program. 

"Yes,  sir,"  Philip  answered.  "After  all,  the 
plan  of  the  Fair  is  simple  enough.  It  is  only 
after  one  o-ets  into  the  buildino-s  that  it  becomes 
confusing.  Several  times  I  have  intended  to 
come  out  facing  one  building  only  to  arrive  at  another.  But  I  can  soon  set 
myself  right  again." 

"How  about  the  Intramural?"  asked  Harry,  with  affected  anxiety. 
"Have   you   got   that   straight   yet — or  does    it   still   run   in    a   circle?" 

"Come,  Harry,"  Mr.  Douglass  interposed;  "Philip  has  learned  better 
than  to  go  wrong  again.  What  shall  you  boys  do  to-da}-?  —  I  am  going  to 
see  the  Government  Building,  unless  you  need  me.  I  should  like  to  see  the 
Patent  Office  Exhibit." 

"I  don't  know  that  we  shall  keep  together  all  day,  but  Philip  and  I 
agreed  to  see  the  Children's  Building  and  the  Woman's  Building,  anyway. 
Besides,  there  is  a  life-saving  drill  on  the  lake  front  at  half-past  two,  and 
perhaps  we  can  get  through  in  time  to  see  that." 

Promising  to  meet  again  for  dinner,  the  boys  left  Mr.  Douglass  to 
finish  breakfast  leisurely,  and  set  forth  for  the  upper  part  of  the  grounds  — 
the  north   end. 

As  they  went  along,  Philip  drew  out  a  little  note-book  and  pencil,  in- 
tending to  note  down  the  bits  of  talk  he  should  overhear  from  passers-by. 
He  seldom  caught  more    than  a  scrap,   but  some  of  the  fragments    were 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


queer  and  suggestive.      The  first  was  the  expression,   "Perfectly  magnifi- 
cent!"    Then  came  a  heavy  Western  man,  in  a  liroad  felt  hat,  eagerlv  tell- 


/;/'v •■'■'■'  ing   two   friends,    "Why, 

if  you  was  to  spend  only  one 
second  in  front  of  each  exhibit — " 
but  they  passed  on.    Then  followed  these : 

"Think  /  7/  wander  around  this  way?" 

"Ain't  that  it,  over  there?" 

"Get  the  Orficial  Cat-a-logue  here." 

Entering  the  Horticultural  Building,  intending  only  to  walk  through  it, 
they  heard  these: 

"You  been  here,  John?" 

"Wal,  I  was  just  a-lookin'  to  see." 

"Pennsylvania  is  along  here,  I  guess." 

They  heard  one  man  assert,  "I  don't  think  that  it  is  any  good  at  all!" 
Whereupon  his  friend  insisted,  "Now,  you  just  go  along  and  see." 

At  a  stand  where  a  sharp  young  woman  was  selling  "ever-pointed" 
pencils,  a  man  inquired,  "What  '11  1  do  when  the  points  are  all  gone?"  To 
which  the  saleswoman  scornfull\-  retortetl,  "Is  n't  two  years  long  enough 
for  only  ten  cents?  —  but  even  llun  you  can  get  new  ones  at  an)-  sta- 
tioner's." , 

Coming  out  of  the  Horticultural,  they  caught  the  words,    "The   biggest 


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lOI 


revolver  in  the  world,  "  but  never  found  out  whether  the  speaker  was 
referring  to  the   Ferris  Wheel,  or  to   the   Equator,  or  what. 

A  woman  passed  by  telling  her  husband  about  lunching. 

"Why,  it  scares  them  to  death!  Twenty-five  cents  was  the  cheapest  on 
the  bill  of  fare!      But  they  took  it,  and  they  enjoyed  it  immensely!" 

"What  do  you  suppose  it  was,  Harry?"  asked  Philip,  who  liked  to  know 
all  that  went  on. 

"Can't  imagine:  possibly  a  watermelon,"  Harry  answered.  "It  could  n't 
have  been  a  turkey,  judging  by  the  prices  we  've  seen." 

Two  young  girls  passed  talking  about  the  exhibits.  Said  one,  "I  'm 
not  at  all  sensational  over  anything."  Whereupon  the  other  told  her,  "Well, 
I  like  to  oret  enthused  over  a  thing  like  this." 

By  the  side  of  the  road  was  a  closely  cropped  and  velvety  lawn,  and 
over  the  lawn  a  patent  sprinkler  was  propelling  itself.      The  water  in  pass- 


THE    GYMNASIUM  :      CHILDREN  S     BUILDING. 


ing  through  the  pipes  set  in  motion  wheels  that  propelled  the  little  sprinkler 
slowly  over  the  lawn  so  as  to  distribute  the  water  evenly.  It  was  a  clever 
invention,  and  its  utility  was  evident.  Philip  and  Harry  stopped  to 
examine  it,  but  Philip  still  kept  his  note-book  in  hand,  and  soon  had  jotted 
down  these  entries — speeches  made  at  sight  of  the  little  motor: 


I02  IIARKV    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

"Greatest  thing  I  ever  saw  !" 

("Evidently  he  did  not  come  here  by  way  of  Niagara,  as  Phinney  did," 
remarked  Harry.) 

"Runs  itself — water  does  it!     See?"  said  one. 

"Pretty — good — .scheme!"  exclaimed  another. 

"Seen  'em  before,"  came  from  a  third. 

^'Aint  that  good?"  observed  a  fourth. 

And  then  Harry  and  Philip  went  on;  but  they  talked  it  over,  and  con- 
cluded that  the  little  sprinkler  was  a  rather  independent  machine  to  have 
set  loose  on  a  lawn.  Sleeping  dogs,  and  people  dozing  in  hammocks,  would 
have  to  take  their  chances. 

By  this  time  they  had  reached  the  Children's  Building,  and  after  admir- 
ingf  the  frescoed  medallions  on  the  walls,  showing  children  in  various  foreicrn 
costumes,  they  entered  by  the  main  door.  F"irst  they  went  up-stairs  to  the 
second  floor,  as  they  had  been  in\ited  by  the  lady  in  charge  to  come  there 
at  once.  Unfortunately,  she  was  not  in;  but  there  was  plenty  in  the  room 
to  interest  them.  Upon  the  walls  were  large  and  small  drawings,  engrav- 
ings, and  photographs  of  writers  known  to  children  or  especial  favorites 
of  young  readers.  They  saw  Miss  Louisa  M.  Alcott  ("Jo,"  of  "Little 
Women"),  Hawthorne,  Longfellow,  Whittier,  Mary  Mapes  Dodge,  Thomas 
Bailey  Aldrich  ("Tom  Bailey,"  of  "The  Story  of  a  Bad  Boy"),  Frank  R. 
Stockton  (whose  "Jolly  Fellowship"  was  a  favorite  book  of  Harry's),  Thomas 
Hughes  ("Tom  Brown  at  Oxford"  and  "Tom  Brown  at  Rugby"),  Holmes, 
Lowell — and  ever  so  many  more;  but  the  author  of  "Billy  Butts  the  Boy 
Detective"  was  left  out  without  being  missed. 

Along  the  middle  of  the  library  ran  a  glass  case  showing  manuscripts, 
proof-sheets,  and  pictures  that  went  to  the  making  of  "The  Youth's 
Companion"  and  "Harper's  Young  People."  They  had  already  seen  a 
similar  display  of  material  for  "St.  Nicholas"  in  the  publishers'  rooms, 
where  they  had  been  the  day  before.  It  was  a  keen  pleasure  thus  to  see 
"how  the  wheels  go  round,"  and  to  realize  that  the  stories  had  an  existence 
in  pen  and  ink  fresh  from  the  authors'  hands. 

At  one  end  of  the  room  several  bookcases  contained  books  for  or  about 
children,  from  the  earliest  to  the  most  modern.  One  book  of  the  seven- 
teenth century  was  bound  in  sheepskin  and  illustrated  with  odd  little  wood- 
cuts to  show  different  trades  and  pursuits.  Near  these  older  books  were 
arranged  autograph  letters  from  Longfellow,  Frank  R.  Stockton,  Palmer  Cox, 
Mrs.  Cleveland,  Colonel  Higginson,  Edward  Eggleston,  Bayard  Ta\lor, 
George  MacDonald,  Christina  G.  Rossetti,  Edward  Everett  Hale,  Miss 
Alcott,  Dr.  Holmes,  Helen  Hunt  Jackson,  D.  C.  Oilman,  and  others,  of  whom 


THE    CHILDREN  S    BUILDING 


lO: 


Philip  and   Harry  knew  more  or  less.      In   the  library   Philip  also   noticed 
a  picture  of  Henry  D.  Thoreau,  and  reminiscent  views  of  Walden  Pond. 

Up-stairs,  too,  was  Miss  Huntington's  "  Kitchen-Garden,"  a  school  meant 
to  teach  the  children  of  poor  people  in  the  city  how  to  do  well  and  cheer- 


THE     LIBR.\RV  :      CHILDREN'S     BUILDING. 


fully  their  household  work.  The  little  folks  sang  songs  while  making  beds, 
setting  tables,  or  sweeping  rooms,  and  learned  how  to  make  and  how  to 
enjoy  a  neat  home.  In  another  corner  was  a  school  where  deaf  children 
were  reciting  as  if  they  could  hear,  and  were  reading  from  the  motions  of 
their  teacher's  lips  what  she  said. 

When  Philip  and  Harry  went  into  this  room,  a  big  boy  was  writing  upon 
the  blackboard.      They  heard  the  teacher  tell  him  to  put  down  five  words. 

He  watched  her  lips  while  she  spoke,  and  after  some  consideration 
wrote  slowly  the  word  "  Money."  The  teacher  told  him  to  go  on  ;  but,  after 
a  long  pause,  the  boy  said  that  he  could  n't  think  of  any  more.  A  little  girl 
named  Grace  put  up  her  hand,  showing  that  she  had  thought  of  some  ;  and 
the  boy  turned  to  her,  very  willing  to  be  helped.  So  Grace  took  up  his 
task,  and  wrote,  "Truth,  Care,  Happy,  Mirth" — quite  a  different  kind  of 
words  from  the  sort  the  boy  had  chosen.     To  these  short  words  the  pupils 


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IIARKV    AXD    PHTI.IP    AT    THE    I'AIR 


TEACHING    THE     UEAK:      CHH-DREN  S      BUILDING. 


added  endings,  as  "  Truth-fid  =  truthful      full  of  truth,"  "  Care-less  =  care- 
less :=  without  care,"  defining  the  words  thus  made. 

Philip  found  it  hard  to  remember  that  these  scholars  were  deaf;  but,  as 
the  two  cousins  were  leaving  the  room,  they  saw  at  the  door  a  little  girl  not 
nearly  so  far  advanced.      The  teacher  was  showing  her  how  to  pronounce 

words,  touching  the  child's  nose 
when  she  did  not  properly  sound 
the  letter  "n,"  and  otherwise 
teaching  her  the  very  elements 
of  speech.  This  sight  made  it 
easier  for  them  to  understand  the 
difficulties  the  older  pupils  had 
overcome,  and  they  went  out  with 
a  better  idea  of  the  value  of  sound 
hearing. 

Around  the  top  of  one  of 
the  rooms  was  a  strange  checkered  frieze,  which,  when  closely  examined, 
proved  to  be  thousands  of  card  temperance  pledges  signed  by  "  children 
of  all  the  world,"  as  the  inscription  told  them.  Being  red  and  yellow,  the 
cards  made  a  pretty  bit  of  decoration.  Also  on  the  second  floor  were  a 
kindergarten  class-room,  with  specimens  of  the  work  upon  the  walls ; 
and  a  class-room  for  "sloyd,"or  simple  work  in  wood.  But  the  latter 
was  just  then  not  in  use,  though  there  had  been  classes  there  not  long 
before. 

As  they  were  standing  in  a  corner  of  the  hall,  looking  at  some  pictures 
from  children's  magazines,  drawn  by  Reginald  Birch,  Alfred  Brennan,  and 
other  favorite  illustrators,  they  heard  a  little  boy  say : 

"Mama,  come  this  way.      I  want  to  .see  the  plaj-things  !  " 
"No;  come  on.      I  must  .see  this  room,"  his  mother  answered;   at  which 
the  boy  whined  out : 

"  Oh-h  !  you  won't  let  me  see  a  single  thing!" 

This,  if  not  e.xaggerated,  was  certainly  a  strong  statement  to  be  made 
by  a  small  boy  at  a  World's  Fair.  To  take  a  child  into  the  Fair  and  not  to  let 
him  see  a  single  thing  was  not  only  cruel,  but  even  remarkable.  Probably 
the  boy  overstated  it. 

Harry  and  Philip  went  u|)  on  the  roof,  but  found  nothing  there,  and  then 
went  down  to  the  groimd  floor.  Here,  at  one  end,  was  the  place  where 
children  were  deposited  while  their  parents  enjoyed  the  sights  at  the  Fair. 
One  small  boy  was  weeping  bitterly,  while  his  father  and  mother  tried  to 
console  him.     Philip  stopped,   and  the  father  of  the  child  said,  "  We  were 


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lO: 


going  to  leave  him  here,  but  he  does  not  seem  to  Hke  it";  so  one  boy  was 
not  checked. 

The  boys  would  have  been  glad  to  see  these  little  ones,  but  the  windows 
and  doors  were  crowded  all  the  time  they  were  in  the  building ;  so  they  gave 
up  the  attempt,  and  only  glancing  at  the  Illinois  room,  spent  their  last  few 
minutes  in  watching  the  children  who  had  come  in  to  exercise. 

The  whole  central  portion  down-stairs  was  fitted  up  as  a  gymnasium,  and 
there  was  a  director  in  attendance  to  show  visiting  children  how  to  use  the 


THE  nursery:    children  s  building. 


apparatus.  There  were  children  jumping,  climbing,  and  swinging,  and 
enjoying  themselves  keenly.  It  was  open  at  certain  hours  every  day,  and 
was  always  filled  with  young  athletes. 

Feeling  that  they  had  now  been  through  the  Children's  Building,  they 
stepped  across  to  the  adjoining  exhibit,  the  Woman's  Building,  but  walked 
around  it  half-way,  so  as  to  enter  at  the  main  entrance.  They  found  the 
building  a  larger  one  than  they  had  expected,  and  spent  more  time  there 
than  they  had  thought  necessary.  Of  course  there  were  many  things  on 
which  no  self-respecting  boys  would  waste  time — things  their  sisters  might 
understand,  but  which  they  saw  nothing  in.     The  embroideries,  for  instance. 


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were  to  the  boys  only  pictures;  they  did  n't  pretend  to  say  which  nation  was 
entitled  to  the  gold  medal  for  needlework.  Neither  did  they  pause  long 
before  the  dressmakers'  exhibits.  But,  still,  they  found  enough  in  every 
direction   to  delay  their  departure,  and   it  was  time  for  lunch   before  they 


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THE     WOMAN  S    BL'ILDING. 


were  ready  to  leave.  They  liked  the  frescos,  particularly  that  showing  the 
"Lady  with  the  Lamp"  among  the  sick  soldiers. 

In  the  educational  exhibit,  they  heard  a  little  girl  exclaim,  "Those  are 
mine!"  pointing  to  some  drawings;  but  they  did  not  see  much  to  interest 
them  (in  their  fastidiousness)  except  a  method  of  firing  colored  signal- 
rockets  from  guns  or  pistols;  and  when  they  heard  a  portly  woman  saying  to 
her  friend,  "Now,  as  for  me,  I  would  line  it  with — "  they  began  to  rush  past 
everything  in  the  nature  of  dry  goods.  An  embroidered  curtain,  showing 
a  combat  of  dragons,  detained  Harry  long  enough  for  him  to  declare  it 
"  the  most  mixed  up  thing  he  ever  saw,  for  he  could  n't  untangle  t'  other 
dragon  from  which  dragon,  and  he  did  n't  believe  the  whole  Board  of  Lady 
Managers  could,   either. " 

A  case  of  dolls  showing  Dutch,  Quaker,  and  other  costumes,  the  boys 
were  sure  girls  would  like ;  and  while  standing  beside  it,  they  heard  a 
woman  say  to  her  husband:  "That  doll  is  dressed  the  way  women  dressed 
when  you  and  I  were  young."  It  was  a  dress  such  as  the  boys  had  seen  in 
pictures  of  war-times — about  1S63. 

In  one  case  was  some  needlework  by  Queen  Victoria,  but  the  ardent 
inhabitants  of  our  great  republic  prevented  the  boys  from  seeing  how  deft 
royalty  was  with  the  needle. 

"Anyway,"  said  Harry,  "she  never  sat  in  unwomanly  rags  plying  her 
needle  and  thread." 

In    the  art  gallery  of  the  Woman's  Building  the  boys  noticed  only  a 


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JIAKKV    AND    PHILIP    AT     THE    KAIR 


few  of  the  pictures;  "Jean  and  Jacques,"  by  Marie  Bashkirtseff,  was  one 
they  particularly  liked.  It  showed  two  little  French  boys  going  "unwill- 
ingly to  school,"  dressed  in  their  black  blouses.  Another  was  a  little  girl 
playing  hide-and-go-seek  behind  a  low  bush.  She  had  a  sweet  little  face 
and  bewitching  smile. 

They  also  liked  the  "Ethnographical  Department,"  where  they  found  all 
sorts  of  weapons  and  utensils  from  Africa,  collected  by  Mrs.  French-Shel- 
don, the  explorer.  Harry  did  n't  altogether  like  the  idea  of  a  woman's 
showing  that  she  explored,  just  as  if  she  was  a  Sir  Samuel  Baker  with  a 
great  beard,  and  he  consoled  himself  with  the  reflection  that  even  Mrs. 
French- Sheldon  probably  could  n't  whittle  a  stick. 

In  the  gallery  were  drawings  and  paintings,  among  them  some  by 
Queen  Victoria  and  other  noble  amateurs.  Harry,  owing  to  the  fact  that 
the  crowd  usually  remains  below  stairs,  was  able  to  critically  examine  the 
Queen's  sketches.  The  hind  legs  of  one  of  her  dog-drawings  particu- 
larly delighted  him,  since  they  proved  beyond  question  that  there  is  no 
royal  road  to  animal-drawing.  Harry  himself  had  often  found  the  same 
trouble  in  drawing  the  same  points,  and  a  warm  artistic  sympathy  welled 
up  in  his  heart  for  the  great  Empress  of  India  in  her  struggles  to  conquer 
animal-drawing.  When,  in  the  same  gallery,  he  saw  some  drawings  by 
Mary  Hallock  Foote,   an   artist  whose  works  he  admired,   he  believed  that 

hv  would  rather  be  a 
plain  American  who  could 
draw  than  a  crowned 
(jueen  who  did  very  well 
considering  how  busy  she 
was  with  state  matters. 

They  glanced  into 
the  stately  California 
room,  upon  the  floor  of 
which  was  a  great  griz- 
zh-l)ear  rug,  and  then 
made  up  their  minds  that 
it  was  time  to  be  lunch- 
ing if  they  intended  to 
see  the  life-saving  crew  at  work.  But  on  tlu-ir  way  out.  they  stop]jed  long 
enough  for  Harry  to  have  his  name  written  Iiy  a  woman  can!- writci',  who 
used  a  pen  set  "skew-shaw"  on  its  handle.  She  added  his  residence  —  the 
State  only — and  the  date.  It  cost  him  five  cents,  but  he  felt  that  Philip 
was  no  longer  one  ahead  of  him. 


THE  POOR  BOYS  EXPENSIVE  LUNCH  IGQ 

Philip  saw  a  machine  marked  "Music,  Fortune,  Weight,"  with  the  usual 
request  about  dropping  a  nickel.  He  stood  on  the  platform,  and  dropped 
the  nickel.  The  machine  played  "The  Sweet  By  and  By,"  and  shoved  out 
a  ticket  upon  one  side  of  which  was  stamped 


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his  weight,  "95,"  and  upon  the  other  was, 
"  You  will  soon  receive  a  fortune  from  across 
the  sea." 

They  walked  between  the  State  buildings 
over  toward  the  lake,  intending  to  take  lunch 
somewhere  nearer  the  shore.  When  in  front 
of  Ohio's  Building,  with  its  projecting  portico, 
they  stopped  to  look  at  the  great  statue  in  front.  A  woman's  figure  upon 
a  lofty  pedestal  raises  her  arms  proudly  as  if  to  call  the  attention  of  all 
the  world.  Around  the  pedestal,  like  a  row  of  bad  boys  sent  to  stand 
against  the  wall  for  whispering,  are  a  ring  of  Ohio's  great  men,  including 
Grant,  Garfield,  and  Stanton.  In  prominent  letters  around  the  pedestal 
are  the  words,  "  These  are  my  jewels."  While  the  boys  were  looking  at 
this  little  piece  of  justifiable  brag,  two  women  came  along,  and  paused 
beside  them. 

"'These — are — my,'"  then  moving  a  little  further, — "'jewels.'  Hum! 
Yes;  of  course.  Those  are  the  words  that  Queen  Isabella  said  to  Colum- 
bus, you  know,  when  she  gave  him  her  jewels  to  fit  out  his  ships."  Both 
then  walked  away,  enriched  with  the  spoils  of  history. 

Philip  and  Harry  looked  at  each  other,  but  made  no  remarks.  Their 
minds  were  busy  in  replacing  the  State  of  Ohio,  Queen  Isabella,  and  the 
noble  Cornelia  in  the  niches  from  which  they  had  been  so  rudely  torn.  In 
some  ways,  that  was  the  most  remarkable  exhibit  they  met  that  day  at  the 
Fair. 

.•\t  the  same  table  where  they  had  lunch,  a  young  fellow  sat  down  with 
two  little  boys.     They  looked  poor. 

"What  will  you  have,  Johnny?"  the  eldest  asked  one  of  the  little 
fellows. 

"  Bread  'n'  butter." 

"That  's  cheap,"  the  eldest  said;  and,  after  a  little  more  talk,  they  or- 
dered fried  sweet-potatoes. 

"  Nothing  else  ?  "  the  waiter  said. 

"  Nothing  else." 

When  they  were  through,  the  waiter  was  asked  "  How  much  ?  " 

"  Ninety  cents." 

Then  there  was  silence,  while  the  big  boy  fumbled  in  his  pockets.      Four 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


tiny  bits  of  sweet-potato,  bread  and  butter  —  ninety  cents.      It  was  hard, 
and  Harry  spoke  to  the  waiter  about  it. 

"  I  can't  help  it,"  said  the  waiter.  "  It  's  the  rule."  So  the  bill  was 
paid.      It  was  another  interesting  exhibit. 

They  gladly  left  this  restaurant,  and  made  their  way  out  into  the  honest 
breeze  from  the  lake,  taking  their  places  upon  the  shore  so  as  to  see  the 
life-saving  drill.      It  proved  well  worth  coming  to  see. 

The  first  sign  of  life  was  two  rows  of  white -jacketed  men  that  filed  out 
throuidi  the  dense  crowd  which  lined  the  lake  shore.  The  lake  was  rougfh 
and  spray  shot  high  into  the  air  as  the  waves  rolled  against  the  breakwater. 
But  the  men  rushed  the  boat  down  the  beach,  and  steered  by  one  who 
stood  in  the  sternsheets  holding  a  long  oar  astern  of  the  boat  they  made 
their  way  out  to  a  mast  that  rose  from  above  the  water's  surface  to  repre- 
sent the  mast  of  a  wrecked  vessel.  It  was  a  struggle,  but  they  finally 
reached  the  mast,  and  one  man  and  a  boy  got  out  of  the  boat  and  stood 
upon  a  small  platform  not  far  above  the  waves. 

With  even  more  difficulty  the  boat  returned  to  the  shore  ;  and,  after 
some  delay,  probably  to  arrange  the  life-line  and  mortar,  "bang"  went  the 
shot,  and  the  line  was  carried  by  the  missile  fairly  across  a  boom  projecting 
from  the  mast.  Then  the  man  at  the  mast  hauled  in  this  light  line  until  it 
brousfht  him  a  heavier  one ;  and  acfain  he  hauled  until  he  had  the  end  of  a 
cable  that  came  from  the  crew  on  shore.      This  he  rove  through  a  block 

upon  the  mast,  and  made  it  fast.  It  was  made 
taut  by  the  crew  of  life-savers,  and  out  along 
this  thread  of  salvation  rolled  the  "  breeches 
buoy,"  looking  like  a  Quaker's  hat  turned  up- 
side down. 

Into  the  breeches  the  boy  put  his  legs,  and 
was  hauled  ashore  by  a  light  line. 

Just  as  the  boy  came  near  shore,  his  legs  came 
.so  near  the  water  that  he  drew  them  up,  frog- 
like, and  the  great  crowd  of  spectators  laughed 
and     cheered.        Again     the     little     buoy     and 
breeches    traveled    out    to   the    mast.      But    the 
man  out  there  had   noticed  the  boy's  gyrations, 
and  seated  himself  on  top  of  the  buoy. 
"You  bet  your  neck  he  ain't  goin'  to  run  any  chances  of  getting  /lis 
cried  a  very  appreciative  young  man  ;   and  the  wisdom  of  the 
remark  far  e.xceeded  its  elegance. 

After   the   man   was   landed,  the  buoy  traveled  again  to  the  mast  and 


legs  wet 


THE    LIFE-SAVING    DRILL 


III 


Struck  against  the  block  there.  Automatically,  the  cable  was  released  and 
hauled  ashore,  and  the  same  bolt  released  the  rope,  dropped  a  sign  that  had 
been  rolled  up  like  a  map,  and  every  one  could  read  in  plain  black  letters 
the  words:  "drill  finished." 

Before  the  boys  started  for  the  "exit,"  it  began  to  rain,  and  immediately 
there  was  a  fine  exhibit  of  umbrellas  from  every  State  in  the  Union.  To 
keep  dry  the  boys  walked  the  whole  length  of  the  Manufactures  Building. 

Harry  timed  their  walk,  and  counted  his  steps.  He  was  going  slowly, 
with  no  desire  to  break  or  make  a  record.  It  took  about  720  steps  to  go 
the  full  length  of  the  largest  building  in  the  Fair,  and  the  walk  lasted  nine 
minutes. 

Before  they  went  to  bed  that  night  Harry  was  told  of  a  remark  over- 
heard by  one  of  his  friends.  It  was  made  by  a  tired  old  lady,  who  had 
come  out  of  a  large  building  and  arrived  unexpectedly  in  a  strange  and  dis- 
tant quarter  of  the  grounds  : 

"  Well !  "  she  exclaimed,  "  when  they  planned  this  Fair,  they  put  these 
buildings  so  that,  wherever  you  come  out,  you  ain't  anywhere  nearer  any 
thing  in  particular  !  " 


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113 


CHAPTER    IX 

Tlie  Mantifactiires  and  Liberal  Arts  Building — A  Rainy  Day — A  Sys- 
tematic Start — "Irish  Day"  —  Harry  Strikes  —  Some  Minor  Ex- 
hibits—  The  Feiv  Things  They  Saw — The  Elevator  to  the  Roof. 


A    DISTORTING    MIRROR. 


In  the  old  days  the  navigators  at  first  crept  from  head- 
land to  headland  ;  then  irom  island  to  island,  and  at  last 
Christopher  Colon,  the  intrepid  hero  of  the  fifteenth 
centur)-,  conceived  the  idea  of  sailing  boldly  forth  into 
the  unknown,  secure  in  his  faith  in  himself  and  in  his 
fortunes.  At  least  so  Philip  said  in  one  of  his  old  school 
compositions.  And  the  boys,  having  at  first  touched  here 
and  there  the  points  of  interest,  then  took  vx-p  a  few  of 
the  outlying  State  buildings  ;  but  now  they  intended,  as 
Harry  boldly  put  it,  to  see  the  elephant  from  beak  to 
tail-feathers.  That  is,  they  planned  to  enter  the  Build- 
ing for  Manufactures  and  the  Liberal  Arts. 

"This  mammoth  structure,"  began  Harry  at  breakfast,  in  the  tone  of  a 
dime-museum  lecturer,  "is  steen  hundred  feet  long,  and  even  wider;  and  is 
provided  with  wings  on  all  four  corners,  if  not  oftener.  It  contains  the 
complete  contents  of  the  building,  and  various  souvenirs  and  nickel-in-the- 
slot  machines  which  are  not  reckoned  in  the  table  of  contents.  Little  boys 
have  been  seen  to  enter  at  one  end,  and  old  men  to  come  out  at  the  other, 
besides  those  who  went  up  on  the  roof;  so  you  can  draw  your  own  con- 
clusions." 

"That  "s  all  very  well,  Harry,"  said  Mr.  Douglass;  "but  have  you  been 
up  in  that  elevator?" 
"  No,  sir." 

"When  you  go,  see  if  you  feel  like  joking,"  Mr.  Douglass  went  on. 
"I  went  up  in  it  to-day." 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


"It's  raining  hard," 
said  Philip,  looking  out 
of  the  window,  "and  I 
have  n't  any  rubbers." 

"NorI,"said  Harry  ; 
"but  I  didn't  pack,  the 
satchels." 

"Well,  wc  forgot 
them,"  said  Mr.  Douor- 
lass;  "so  I  suppose 
Philip  and  I  ought  to  go 
out  and  buy  some  for 
the  whole  party." 

"  Let  's  all  go  to- 
gether," Harry  sug- 
gested. 

They  set  forth,  keep- 
ing a  gfood  lookout  in 
all  directions  for  any- 
thingf  like  a  shoe-store. 
So  near  the  Fair  it 
would  have  been  easier 
to  find  the  rarest  thing 
in  the  world  than  simply 
a  pair  of  rubber  shoes. 
But  finally  they  came  to 
a  shoe-store,  and  dis- 
covered that  they  were 
not  the  only  little  boys 
who  had  failed  to  imi- 
tate the  little  Peterkins 
in  providing  them  selves 
with  rubber  boots. 
There  was  a  long  line 
of  customers  extend- 
ing out  upon  what  was 
called  the  sidewalk, 
good-naturedly  await- 
ing their  turns  to  be 
shod.    They  took  their 


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115 


places  at  the  end,  and  when  rather  moist,  were  admitted  to  the  store  in  a 
chosen  batch  of  six.  They  had  to  wait  on  themselves,  and  picked  up  the 
first  thing  that  came.     Mr.  Douglass's  first  catch  proved  to  be  infants'  over- 


PORCH    OF    MANUFACTURES    AND    LIBERAL    ARTS     BLILDING. 


shoes,  but  Philip  found  a  pair  that  Mr.  Douglass  could  wear.  The  pro- 
prietor told  them  to  help  themselves,  and  make  themselves  at  home. 

"All  right,"  said  one  of  the  customers;  "we've  all  gotten  acquainted 
while  waiting  on  one  another  out  here." 

Once  well  insulated  from  the  ground,  they  turned  the  rattling  stile 
at  the  entrance  to  the  Fair,  and  picked  their  way  over  the  mud  that 
was  like  gray  paint  and  nearly  as  sticky.  The  program  declared  that  it 
was  "  Irish  Day,"  and  the  same  fact  shone  out  from  many  a  noble  breast, 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


and  many  a  proud  coat-lapel;   for  green  badges  flourished  like  bay-trees 
in  the  spring,  and  the  shamrock  bloomed  despite  the  stormy  skies. 

As  they  crossed  a  bridge  from   the  Electricity   Building  to  that  of  the 
Manufactures,  they  noticed  that  the  dome  upon  the   Illinois  State  lUiilding 


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ANOTHER    VIEW    OF    THE    MANUFACTURES    AND    UBERAL    AKTS    BUILDING. 

was  as  unsubstantial  and  shadowy  as  a  ghost.  The  crowd  talked  much  less 
than  usual,  and  there  was  little  laugfhter.  A  number  of  French  sailors 
passed  them,  but  even  their  busy  tongues  were  for  once  silent.  The  boys 
were  glad  to  get  into  the  great  building,  for  it  was  here  and  there  lighted 
by  electric  lamps,  and  the  gaily  colored  exhibits  diverted  their  minds  Irom 
the  gray  and  cloudy  sky. 

"Boys,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  as  they  paused  in  front  of  the  two  elephant- 
tusks  that  rested  before  the  Siam  exhibit,  "  if  you  prefer  it,  I  will  go  with 
you  ;  but,  to  be  frank,  I  am  inclined  to  think  you  would  rather  go  by  your- 
selves. Whatever  you  look  at,  you  are  sure  to  learn  something,  even 
unconsciously.  And  1  am  not  ashamed  to  say  that  no  one  man  can  explain 
even  to  boys  of  your  age  a  thousandth  part  of  what  we  see  here." 

"Mr.  Douglass,"  said  Philip,  "I  really  think  we  'd  rather  go  alone,  if 
you  don't  mind."  "Very  well,"  the  tutor  replied;  "I  shall  probably  stay 
in   this  building,   too,  but  it  is  not  likely  we  shall   meet.     At  about  half- 


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117 


past  one  come  over  to  the  bridge  that  leads  to  the  lower  end  of  the  wooded 
island,  and  I  '11  take  you  to  lunch.     An  revoir/" 

"Auf  Wiedersehcn !"  Harry  replied;  and  turning  to  Philip  he  said 
warmly,  "  Mr.  Douglass  is  a  good  fellow,  —  there  's  no  '  Uncle  George  and 
Rollo '  about  him." 

"I  think  he  's  right,  too,"  said  Philip.  "  If  he  was  to  try  to  tell  us  about 
things  here,  we  could  n't  listen  if  we  wanted  to:   there's  too  much  to  see." 

"Well,  he  's  having  a  good  time,  too,"  said  Harry.  "It  's  a  good  idea  to 
take  your  tutor  to  Chicago  and  improve  his  mind.     Where  shall  we  begin?" 

"We  '11  go  over  into  the  publishers'  corner,"  said  Philip,  pointing  to  the 
little  map  in  his  guide-book  ;  "and  we  '11  take  the  galleries  first." 

They  walked  toward  that  end  of  the  building,  but  could  not  help  seeing 
some  things  on  their  way.  One  was  a  group  of  curved  mirrors  that  gave 
distorted  and  very  laughable  reflections.  Another  was  a  fine  display  of 
daggers,   pins,   and  other  jewelry,  inlaid  in  gold.      Harry  took  a  fancy  to 


FROM     A     WINDOW     IN     THE     MANUFACTURES    AND     LIBERAL    ARTS     BUILDING     LOOKING     NOKTHWESI. 


one  bonnet-pin  (he  thought  it  was),  the  top  of  which  was  a  dainty  sword- 
hilt.  He  priced  it,  and  left  it  there :  it  was  twelve  dollars.  The  boys  saw 
a  placard  upon  one  tiny  dagger  saying  it  was  sold  to  Miss  Blank,  and  they 


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illiS     <.>F     THK     IMANUFACTLRFS     AND     LIBERAL    ARTS     la'lLDlNG.       f'AINlFD     I!'*' 


wondered  whether  she  bought  it  for  a  paper-knife,  or  intended  to  become 
a  vivandiere. 

On  reaching  the  gallery,  they  first  went  through  the  publishers'  exhibits, 
finding  original  manuscripts  and  drawings,  collections  of  finely  bound  books, 
and  courteous  treatment  everywhere. 

"I  think,"  said  Philip,  as  they  came  out  of  the  last  of  these  rooms,  "that 
the  publishers  are  all  very  polite  to  the  public." 

"Ah,"  Harry  replied,  with  a  wise  shake  of  the  head,  "they  have  to  be. 
If  they  were  n't,  why  we  'd  just  turn  around  and  say,  '  Here,  you,  stop  my 
subscription  !  '  and  then  where  would  they  be  ?  You  see,  a  man  can't  get 
along  without  food,  and  clothes,  and  things  like  that,  but  he  need  n't  read 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


if  he  does  n't  want  to  —  he  can  just  spend  his  time  over  advertisements,  and 
signs,  and  things  people  give  away." 

"Would  n't  that  be  nice  to  have  in  schools?"  said  Philip,  pointing  to 
a  big  map  of  the  United  States  upon  the  wall,  nearly  twenty-five  feet  high. 


PART    OF    CROUP    ABOVE    MAIN     ENTRANCE    OF    MANUFACTLTIES    AND     LIHERAL    ARTS     Bt'ILDINC. 

"Very,"  said  Harry;  "they  'd  have  to  spread  it  out  in  the  )ard,  and 
then  the  teacher  would  say,  'Johnny,  run  out  and  find  Oshkosh,  and  don't 
run  too  fast  or  nou   11  lire  yourself  before  you  get  there! '" 

On  the  opposite  wall  was  "the  largest  photograph  in  the  world,"  a  very 
long  but  uninteresting  picture  of  those  words  with  figures  of  real  people 
leaning  on  the  letters. 

An  old  man  came  by,  saw  the  sign,  wondered  ''where  that  photograph 
was,"  and  walked  all  around  the  gallery  trying  to  find  out.  It  was  hardly  a 
successful  exhibit,  but  it  was  only  Ui  attract  attention  —  there  was  a  good 
display  of  regular  work  near  it. 


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The  boys  at  first  stopped  everywhere ;  but  soon  they  began  to  re- 
member what  a  task  was  before  them,  and  they  quickened  their  pace. 

PhiHp  entered  but  few  items  in  his  note-book,  and  among  them  was 
a  booth  entirely  covered  outside  with  ordinary  playing-cards,  which  gave 
it  an  Eastern  effect.  One  object  that  called  for  more  than  a  glance  was  an 
old  English  clock — the  Earl  of  Pembroke's  clock;  it  was  set  in  a  high  case 
of  carved  wood,  most  elaborate  in  design  and  executed  with  minute  skill 
and  care.  They  saw  also  a  show-case  that  imitated  a  great  trunk  some 
fifteen  feet  high,  with  glass  sides.  But  they  were  making  slow  progress, 
and  hurried  on  until  they  reached  a  carved  altar  made  by  the  inmates  ot 
St.  Joseph's  Orphan  Home — a  piece  of  woodwork  worthy  of  any  hand. 

Then  began  a  long  array  of  exhibits  meant  to  illustrate  the  progress  of 
scholars  in  lessons  and  manual  arts.  Each  compartment  was  alloted  to  a 
certain  school.  For  a  few  rooms  the  boys  kept  seriously  at  work  examin- 
ing drawings,  carvings,  forgings,  and  compositions;  but  soon  they  heard  a 
rollicking  pianist  down-stairs  dashing  off  "St.  Patrick's  Day  in  the  Morn- 
ing," and  it  brought  memories  of  home  to  their  minds.  A  lively  jig-step 
was  heard,  followed  by  clapping  and  cheering. 

"See  here,  Phil,"  Harry  broke  out,  facing  about,  "it  may  not  be  St. 
Patrick's  Day,  but  it  certainly  is  Saturday,  and  I  'm  not  going  to  be  hood- 
winked into  school  work  to-day.  If  there  are  any  more  compositions, 
kindergartens,  and  maps  drawn  by  Bertie  Wilhelmina  Marie  Jones,  you 
may  see   them  if  you  like.      I   am  going  to  skip   them." 

"I  've  seen  enough;  we  '11  never  get  through  this  way,"  said  Philip, 
looking  despairingly   at  his  watch.      "So  we  '11  go  on  to  something  else." 

"Good-morning,  boys,  "said  a  slightly  husky  voice. 

"Good-morning,  sir,"  they  replied,  turning  to  find  an  old  Irishman,  a 
respectable  quiet-looking  man. 

"I  tell  you  this  is  a  very  wonderful  show,"  he  went  on,  evidently  feeling 
that  he  must  talk  to  some  one.  And  from  that  beginning  he  went  on  to 
tell  them  that  he  was  over  sixty  years  old,  had  come  to  America  in  1847, 
and  had  gone  West  by  the  Erie  Canal,   soon  after. 

"Boys,"  said  he,  impressively,  "you  've  no  idea  of  what  a  country  you 
live  in.  I  've  lived  to  see  wonders  in  the  last  thirty  years,  and  they  've 
changed  the  whole  world,  so  they  have.  You  can  have  no  idea  of  it,  not  as  I 
have.  And  it 's  not  in  the  East  or  in  Chicago  alone :  it 's  in  the  whole  land. 
And  there  '11  be  no  telling  what  a  country  it  '11  be.  I  'm  over  sixty,  and  I 
went  out  forty  years  ago  and  took  up  a  hundred  and  sixty  acres  of  bare 
land,  and  now  there  's  people  all  around  me :  Norwegians,  many  of  them ; 
and  it  's  good  people  and  good  neighbors  they  are  ! " 


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The  boys  were  impressed  by  the  seriousness  of  tlie  old  man's  talk. 
"You  are  Irish?"  asked  Philip. 

"  Of  course,"  he  said,  with  a  smile ;  and  throwing  open  his  overcoat  he 
displayed  a  badge  big  enough  to  prove  anything.  They  parted  with  mu- 
tual wishes  of  "  o-ood  luck." 

Since  Harry  had  refused  to  go  further  into  the  exhibits  of  school  work, 
they  went  down  to  the  main  floor,  and  walked  from  the  southwest  corner 
northward.  As  in  the  other  buildings  the)-  had  visited,  they  found  along  the 
walls  little  stands  where  young  women  had  on  sale  penholders,  souvenir 
coins,  shell-boxes,  necklaces  —  cheap  trinkets  of  all  sorts.  For  the  first  few 
days  the  boys  had  gone  to  see  what  was  shown  at  these  booths ;  but  soon 
they  found  there  was  pretty  much  the  same  stock  everywhere,  and  walked 
by  indifferently.  They  had  bought,  however,  a  few  things — one  a  little 
shield  showing'  the  arms  Oueen  Isabella  granted  to  Columbus. 

Against  the  wall  about  half-way  up  toward  the  north  end  were  several 
"  graphophones" — contrivances  something  like  Edison's  phonograph.      On 

dropping  a  nickel  and  hooking  two  hard-rubber 
tubes  into  the  ears,  one  might  hear  instrumental 
music  or  songs.  A  small  boy  tried  one  of  those 
machines  while  Harry  and  Philip  looked  on.  The 
tubes  were  adjusted,  and  he  stood  gravely  await- 
ing the  result.  A  smile  began  to  dawn  on  his 
lips.  It  spread  widely.  His  mouth  opened;  he 
giggled  aloud  ;  he  kept  on  giggling  with  his  eyes 
closing  through  pure  joy. 

Harry  tried  the  machine  and  found  that  it 
was  repeating  a  comic  singer's  rendering  of  "The 
Cat  Came  Back,  "  and  he  grinned  quite  as  widely  as  the  small  boy  had  done, 
and  afterward  sketched  the  scene  with  full  sympathy. 

"  That  's  a  great  invention  for  invalids,"  said  Philip,  thoughttulh'. 
"  Yes,"  said  Harry,  warmly;  "think  how  it  would  soothe 
a  restless  invalid  durin^  a  long;  nig^ht  to  hear  one  of  those 
machines  grind  out  'The  Cat  Came  Back  ! '  " 

"Well,  it  would,"   said    Philip,  as  soberly  as  he  could. 
"  You  could  n't  be  sad  while  listening  to  that  song." 

Just  as  they  were  leaving,  they  saw  a  mother  and  child 
listening  to  the  same  graphophone,  each   having  one  ear 
to  an  end  of  the  branched  tube.      "I  don't  know,"  said   Philip 
that 's  quite  honest." 


J i^i- 


-AND    THE    CAT    CAME    BACK. 


A    JAl'ASESE    CARVINt;. 


whether 
The  exhibit  of  a   well-known    manufacturer   of   steel    pens   had  in   the 


THE    HUNTERS     CAMP 


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center  of  it  a  pen  fully  six  feet  long,  apparently  quite  as  huge  an  affair  in  its 
own  way  as  the  building.  The  boys  stopped  at  this,  but  perhaps  at  another 
time  they  would  have  passed  that  by  and  looked  at  things  they  now  ignored. 
There  was  so  much  it  made  them  particular.       If  a  display  was  not  brightly 


THE    HL"NTERS     CAMP. 


lighted,  or  was  at  all  crowded,  or  required  a  few  extra  steps,  it  was  left  un- 
visited.  Knowing  they  could  see  only  a  few  things,  they  simply  walked 
along,  and  let  the  exhibits  show  themselves. 

There  passed  them  in  rolling  chairs  an  old  minister  and  his  wife,  and 
Harry  made  up  his  story  about  them.  He  imagined  one  of  the  deacons  going 
to  consult  with  the  elders,  saying,  "The  Parson  wants  to  go  to  the  World's 
Fair.  He  has  n't  said  so  exactly  ;  but  I  can  see  he  does.  He  reads  all 
about  it,  and  he  talks  about  it — tells  how  big  the  buildings  are,  and  all  that. 
Can't  we  send  him  ?  "     There  may  have  been  no  truth  in  all  this,  but  it  gave 


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Harry  great  pleasure  to  see  the  old  couple's  enjoyment.  Coming  to  the 
upper,  or  north,  end  of  the  building,  they  found  the  exhibits  of  stone- 
work, ironwork,  paints,  varnishes,   and   so  on.     But  they  turned  back  to 


INTERIOR    OF    THE    MANl'FA._ 


IHE     ELEVATORS. 


see  the  exquisite  work  of  artistic  Japan.  Here  were  ivories,  pottery, 
metalwork,  embroidery,  odd  carving  (one  little  bear,  a  grotesque  figure, 
Harry  stopped  to  sketch)  —  all  designed  and  executed  in  perfection.  The 
boys  spent  a  long  time  here,  and  left  dissatisfied.  It  was  time  to  meet  Mr. 
Douglass  on  the  bridge,  and  they  rai.sed  umbrellas,  tramped  through  the 
mud,  and,  finding  the  tutor  waiting  for  them,  were  soon  on  the  way  to  the 
1  lorticultural  Building,  where  they  lunched  at  a  restaurant  on  the  second  floor. 

"Where  did  you  go,  Mr.  Douglass?"  Philip  asked. 

"I  went  to  the  other  end  of  the  grounds,  to  the  Anthropological  Build- 
ing.     I  heard  there  was  a  set  of  apparatus  for  measuring  nerve-force,  men- 


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125 


tal-power,  and  so  on,  which  would  be  appHed  to  a  visitor.  I  went  through 
the  process,  and  found  it  very  interesting,   though  it  took  a  long  time." 

"  Did  you  notice  the  Hunters'  Camp  and  the  Australian  Bark  Hut  near 
the  bridge  we  came  over  ? "  Harry  asked. 

"Yes;  and  went  into  both,"  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "  How  well  they  con- 
trast with  these  enormous,  complex  show-buildings,  reminding  us  how  much 


IHt     i-lKE-BuAl     "FIRE     QUEEN. 


that  is  shown  here  is  not  necessary  to  life  or  happiness  !  After  lunch 
I  '11  go  back  with  you  to  the  main  building,  and  we  '11  ride  up  to  the  roof" 

Walking  back,  they  noticed  on  the  railings  of  the  bridge  a  life-preserver 
and  line,  hung  ready  to  be  thrown  at  once  to  any  one  who  might  fall  in. 
They  also  saw  the  "Fire  Queen,"  a  steamboat  fire-engine,  lying  ready  for 
service  bv  the  same  bridge.  "That  shows,"  Mr.  Douglass  said,  "how  care- 
fully  everything  here  has  been  thought  out." 

Returning  to  the  big  building,  they  went  through  the  silversmiths'  and 
jewelers'  exhibits,  which  were  rich  and  elegant  without  being  gaudy  or  tire- 
some. There  were  great  crowds  here — and  they  saw  only  a  few  of  the 
pieces  of  silverware  and  jewelry.  The  Tiffany  Glass  Company's  beautiful 
chapel  they  pronounced  one  of  the  successes  of  the  Fair,  and  just  opposite 
they  stopped  to  examine  many  watches,  watch-movements,  and  the  ma- 
chines that  made  them. 

Coming  to  the  elevators,  they  bought  tickets  and  entered,  without  par- 
ticular thought  about  the  trip.  The  door  was  closed,  and  the  elevator 
began  its  upward  journey.  Until  it  was  near  the  top  Harry  did  n't  look 
down.     All   at  once   he   turned   his   head  and   saw  the  awful  depth,  where 


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tiny  figures  moved  noiselessly  about.  He  was  not  an  over-sensitive  boy, 
but  for  the  minute  the  sensation  was  one  of  appalled  horror.  It  was  not 
fear — he  had  no  dread  that  the  elevator  would  fall;  he  only  felt  the 
terrible  height.  It  was  an  instinctive  human  shrinking  before  the  im- 
mensity of  space. 

He  turned  away,  and  did  not  recover  for  several  minutes.  He  had 
no  inclination  to  joke,  and,  indeed,  for  a  while  he  could  hardly  summon 
courage  to  step  upon  the  board  walk  that  led  out  upon  the  roof  Per- 
haps Mr.  Douglass  and  Philip  had  somewhat  similar  feelings,  for  all  three 
sat  down  upon  a  bench  outside,  and  did  not  attempt  to  walk  around 
the  roof 

That  one  moment  of  dread  did  more  to  make  the  boys  understand  what 
a  monster  building  they  were  in,  than  columns  of  figures,  comparisons,  and 
statistics  could  have  accomplished.  About  smaller  buildings  one  can 
reason ;  but  this  can  be  comprehended  only  when  one  is  aw^ed  by  its 
immensity. 


THE    ROOF    WALK,    MANUFACTURES    AND    LIBERAL    ARTS    BUILDING. 


CHAPTER   X 

Pliilip  at  the  A  rt  Galleries —  The  usual  Disconragemcnf —  Walking  Home — 
The   ''Santa  Maria''  under  Sail. 


IN     THE     ART    GALLERY. 


The  next  morning  Philip  decided  that  whatever  the 
others  were  going  to  do,  he  had  left  the  Art  Galleries  alone 
long  enough,  and  that  he  would  spend  a  part  of  his  day 
wandering  among  pictures  and  statues. 

He  walked  from  the  southern  end,  where  he  had  en- 
tered, along  the  whole  length  of  the  grounds. 
When  he  came  to  the  bridge  crossing  the 
waterway  between  the  North  Pond  and  the 
Lagoon,  he  met  two  ladies  evidently  at  a  loss  whether  to 
turn  to  the  right  or  the  left  in  order  to  reach  the  Art  Gal- 
leries. Raising  his  hat,  he  drew  forth  the  map  and  showed 
them  that  they  could  go  as  well  one  way  as  the  other ;  and  then  he  walked  on, 
himself  turning  to  the  right.  As  he  went  along  a  path  that  led  him  around 
some  of  the  smaller  National  Buildings,  he  saw  a  little  grove  of  trees  sur- 
rounding a  boulder  built  of  staff  Along  the  top  of  this  great  rock  was  a 
figure,  also  of  staff,  representing  a  lioness  with  the  head  and  shoulders  of 
a  woman  —  a  sort  of  sphinx;  a  Cupid  was  whispering  to  her,  and  she  had 
an  expression  half  of  amusement  and  half  of  malice.  There  was  no  legend 
or  inscription  attached  to  the  piece  of  sculpture,  and  all  were  left  to  make 
their  own  interpretation  of  the  allegory. 

Considering  the  wealth  of  art  stored  up  in  the  winged  temple  to  which 
he  was  going,  Philip  did  not  dare  to  waste  any  time  in  reaching  his  goal; 
but  first  he  drew  out  his  little  guide-book,  and  examining  the  plan  that 
showed  where  the  pictures  of  each  nation  were  grouped,  he  decided  to 
begin   with   the   French   section  —  that  is,   with   the  east  wing. 


y. 


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I  29 


He  mounted  the  great  steps,  flanked  by  lions,  and  found  himself  at  once 
surrounded  by  pictures  on  all  four  walls  of  a  square  room  whose  curtained 
doorways  led  to  similar  treasures  beyond.  Like  all  the  world  when  in  a 
picture-gallery,  he  did  not  see  how  he  could  examine  the  collection  syste- 
matically. He  was  too  much 
interested.  Perhaps  he  would 
make  up  his  mind  to  begin  at 
the  right-hand  corner,  and 
would  march  resolutely  in  that 
direction.  Upon  the  way  he 
would  catch  sightof  a  thrilling 
battle-scene  or  a  lovely  face, 
and  would  pause,  become  fas- 
cinated, and  lose  all  recollec- 
tion of  his  plan  of  campaign. 

After  standing  bewildered 
for  a  minute  or  two,  Philip 
turned  to  look  especially  at  a 
large  painting  showing  Christ 
talking  to  the  woman  at  the 
well,  a  beautiful  and  dignified 
piece  of  work,  emphasizing  the 
serenity  and  solemnity  of  the 
scene.  Philip  felt  that  this 
picture  had  put  him  in  a  recep- 
tive frame  of  mind,  such  as  one 
should  have  when  listening  to 
a  sermon  ;  and  not  lone  after- 
ward  came  a  series  of  four 
well-known  pictures,  "The 
Prodigal  Son,"  by  Tissot,  to 
preach  the  sermon.  They 
represented  a  modern  reading 
of  the  parable,  showing  the  father  bidding  his  son  farewell;  the  son  in  any- 
thing but  good  company  while  absent;  the  return — a  touching  picture, 
showing  the  old  father  leaning  to  raise  the  young  man  kneeling  at  his 
feet;   and  the  merrymaking  over  the  fatted  calf. 

Although  Philip  had  come  primarily  for  Art  alone,  it  was  impossible  for 
him  to  ignore  the  stories  the  artists  had  chosen  as  foundations  for  their  com- 
positions.    In  "  St.  George  and  the  Dragon,"  for  instance,  who  could  help 


Uf       IIIK     IJitML. 


ll.Nb.     AKli 


130  HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

making  up  little  bits  of  the  story  that  had  brought  the  bold  St.  George  to 
the  mouth  of  the  rocky  den  where  lay  that  very  stupid  and  malicious 
monster  with  one  cruel  paw  holding  a  victim  at  its  feet? 

Even  that  brilliant  piece  of  coloring,  "The  Birth  of  the  Pearl,"  required 
the  story-telling  faculty  to  account  for  the  swift  bubbling  plunge  of  the 


\      .    i:\\     OF    THE     FINE    ARTS    BUILDING    FROM     NEAR    THE    NEW    YORK     STATE    ULILDING. 

diver  who  opens  the  iridescent  shell  beneath  which  the  Pearl  Maiden  is 
sleeping.  A  story  nearly  as  good  as  the  "  Sleeping  Beauty  "  was  told  in 
those  gem-like  colors. 

Of  more  direct  interest  to  the  boy  was  "A  Singing  Lesson  in  a  Public 
School  in  Paris";  and  Philip  gladly  would  have  spent  much  time  in  reading 
the  little  touches  of  character  that  made  each  boy  in  the  crowded  picture  so 
interesting  a  figure.  But  he  knew  that  he  must  slight  many  pictures  in 
order  to  give  any  time  at  all  to  those  which  held  him  before  them  by 
making  him  forget  everything  else;  so  he  went  on  to  the  next  gallery.  He 
was  first  delighted  by  "The  Bath  of  the  Regiment,"  a  barrack-scene  show- 
ing the  members  of  a  regiment  passing  one  by  one  in  front  of  a  hose  in  full 
play :  the  spattering  water,  the  wet  floor,  the  shining  skins  of  the  soldiers 
were  wonderfully  rendered  considering  the  difficulty  of  painting  the  details 
from  nature. 


PHILIP    AT    THE    ART    GALLERIKS 


1^1 


Another  striking  picture  was  the  portrait  of  Pope  Leo  XIII.  Philip 
recalled  having  read  that  the  Pope  had  never  before  granted  any  artist  a 
sitting;  but  that  M.  Chartran,  being  granted  an  audience,  made  a  sketch 
that  so  pleased  the  Pope  as  to  gain  for  the  artist  permission  to  paint  this 
wonderful  picture.     The  expression  of  the  face  was  purely  intellectual  and 


IN     FRONT    OF    THE     FINE    ARTS     BUILDING. 


refined,  and  Philip  felt  sure  the  picture  would  never  be  regarded  as  other 
than  a  masterpiece.  There  were  two  small  portraits  by  Weerts  that  were 
worthy  to  be  ranked  with  this  larger  one.  Two  others,  landscapes,  also 
claimed  attention,  one  a  dainty  bit  of  bright  color  by  Gagliardini  —  a  Moor- 
ish scene;  and  the  other,  by  Lhermitte,  "Harvesters  at  Rest,"  showing 
peasants  in  the  field.  The  only  other  picture  that  Philip  marked  upon  his 
catalogue  was  a  group  of  children  in  an  arm-chair,  by  G.  Dubufe,  yfZ?. 

Speaking  of  Philip's  catalogue,  it  is  well  to  say  that  he  bought  two. 
The  first  was  so  arranged  that  after  walkino-  throuo-h  one  room  with  it  he 
returned,  and  paid  three  times  as  much  for  the  second.  The  more  expen- 
sive catalogue  numbered  the  pictures  as  they  w^ere  hung  upon  the  walls, 
and  he  could  find  each  picture  at  once — a  matter  worth  considering  when 
he  knew  he  could  not  see  a  third  of  the  rooms  in  each  of  which  were  many 
masterpieces. 


H     A     DOVE. 


Carving  in  ivory  by  Asahi  Hatsu. 

Entering  another  gallery,  Philip  drew  a  line  of  approval  against  "A 
First  Proof,"  by  Mathey  —  a  printer  examining  the  first  impression  from 
a  plate;  a  similar  line  was  awarded  to  "The  Struggle  for  Life  " — a  marine 
showing  a  long  line  of  men  trying  to  draw  a  fishing-boat  through  the  surf 
to  safety.  Others  he  marked  were  a  soft  evening  effect  by  Zuber,  and,  in 
the  next  gallery,  "The  Virgin's  Thread,"  that  lovely  painting  by  Lucas, 
where  the  birds  are  pulling  at  the  thread  while  the  virgin  is  sleeping  in 
her  chair  beside  the  wheel.     A  picture  of  a  boar  at  bay,  while  the  hounds 


134  HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

snarl,  and  whine  but  hesitate  to  come  to  close  quarters,  and  a  "Strike  "  pic- 
ture, also  comjDelled  him  to  halt  and  to  enter. 

But  he  felt  as  AH  Baba  must  have  felt  in  the  treasure-cavern — dazzled, 
longing  to  take  all  he  could,  but  hurried  and  ill  at  ease.  It  is  easy  for 
an  arm-chair  philosopher  to  advise  patience  and  coolness;  to  say,  "Select  a 
little,  and  see  it  thoroughly  "  ;  but  to  be  a  visitor  at  the  greatest  of  World's 
Fairs  is  quite  another  matter,  and  in  the  Art  Galleries  you  can  never  tell 
what  you  are  losing. 

They  issued  in  Chicago  several  useful  little  handbooks  to  the  Fair. 
"The  Time-Saver,"  "The  Nutshell  Guide,"  "Gems  of  the  Fair,"  "What  to 
See  and  How  to  Find  It,"  were  some  of  them,  and  by  reading  these  one 
could  be  fairly  sure  of  not  overlooking  many  "best"  things  in  the  trade 
exhibits.  But  in  the  Art  Galleries  such  books  can  be  of  little  use.  The 
pictures  Philip  looked  at  pleased  him  for  various  reasons.  Some  were  by 
consummate  colorists;  some  told  a  pleasing  tale;  some  preached  a  little 
sermon;  some  were  amusing,  and  others  played  upon  deeper  chords. 
Now,  as  to  these  no  two  boys  or  men  would  feel  just  alike;  and  you  can 
no  more  let  another  pick  out  your  pictures  than  you  can  let  a  stranger 
order  your  meals. 

As  Philip  was  standing  in  one  of  the  galleries  an  old  man  said  slyly: 

"No  awards  here." 

"Is  that  so?"  asked  Philip  in  surprise. 

"Yes,"  said  the  old  man;  "the  French  found  the  Germans  were  beating 
them,  and  so  they  quit!"  And  the  old  man  disappeared  in  the  crowd, 
chuckling  to  himself,  and  seeming  to  take  more  interest  in  this  bit  of  gossip 
than  in  the  pictures. 

Philip  went  on  through  two  rooms  containing  pastels  and  water-colors ; 
he  meant  to  skip  them  entirely.  It  was  not  that  he  undersalued  these 
mediums,  but  he  felt  he  had  to  draw  the  line  somewhere  (as  in  the 
old  story  of  the  man  who  did  n't  invite  his  parents  to  his  wedding) ;  and  the 
oil-paintings  were  more  numerous. 

But  he  was  compelled  to  look  at  three  pictures  by  Boutet-de-Monvel  be- 
cause they  were  just  what  he  liked,  at  one  by  Maurice  Eliot,  and  at  some 
hunting-dogs  resting  by  a  river,  painted  by  Oliver  de  Penne.  He  made  up 
for  this  pause  by  skipping  two  large  collections  of  miniatures,  etchings,  and 
medals,  and  began  to  go  around  the  room  known  as  "  Gallery  45." 

Here  he  found  two  pictures  that  have  caused  much  controversy — one 
showing  the  Crucifixion  as  upon  Montmartre,  Paris,  and  the  other  represent- 
inof  Christ  as  sittingr  at  table  in  a  modern  drawing-room. 

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137 


veyed  by  this  strange  device ;  but  he  felt  that  the  pictures  were  as  un- 
pleasant as  they  were  powerful ;  and  that  of  the  Crucifixion  was  certainly 
full  of  intense  feeling  rendered  by  the  hand  of  a  master. 

But  it  is  useless  to  quote  from  the  catalogue  as  Philip  marked  it;  for  him- 
self the  markings  were  useful,  and  helped  him  to  fix  his  attention  upon  cer- 
tain pictures ;  but  unless  all  of  the  pictures  are  at  hand,  comparison  and 
comment  can  have  little  value. 

As  the  boy  went  through  the  galleries,  he  felt  a  strong  sense  of  gratitude 
to   the   hundreds   of  skilful,    keen-sighted    men   who    had 
studied   nature   and   mankind   until   they  could  show  him 
in  an  instant's  glance  just  how  things  were  and  are  the 
whole  world  around. 

From  the  French  exhibit  he  passed  to  that  of  American 
artists;  and  again  he  found  reason  to  be  proud  of  his 
young  country.  Perhaps  it  was  as  well  that  the  French 
and  American  exhibits  were  distinctly  labeled,  for  there 
was  not  such  a  difference  as  there  might  have  been. 
But  if  America  showed  that  she  had  taken  lessons  abroad, 
she  at  least  gfave  her  teachers  no  reason  to  be  ashamed  ; 
and  here  and  there  was  seen  a  touch  of  true  individuality 
promising  a  distinction  and  a  difference  in  the  future. 

Julian  Story's  painting  of  "  Mile,  de  Sombreuil  "  and 
Carl  Marr's  great  "F'lagellants"  were  two  history-lessons  which  no  boy  could 
forget ;  and  the  second  of  these  artists,  in  another  painting  where  bits  of 
real  sunshine  come  flickering  through  a  screen  of  green  leaves,  showed  that 
he  could  paint  pictures,  even  without  telling  historical  incidents.  Philip  went 
close  to  this  picture  to  see  just  how  that  shining  sunshine  was  done  ;  but 
he  was  surprised  to  find  nothing  to  explain  the  brightness  of  those  shining 
spots  except  a  little  dull  ocher  paint  gradually  lightening  to  white. 

After  he  had  seen,  in  the  next  room,  Douglas  Volk's  "  Puritan  Girl  " 
and  Hovenden's  "  Breaking  Home  Ties,"  he  became  a  little  depressed;  but 
was  cheered  up  by  Toby  Rosenthal's  comedy,  "A  Dancing-Lesson  of  our 
Grandmother's." 

When  he  went  outside  to  sit  upon  the  steps  for  a  moment's  rest,  he 
began  to  understand  Sir  Isaac  Newton's  simile  about  picking  up  a  few  shells 
on  the  shore ;  for  he  saw  that  he  had  been  several  hours  in  the  Art  Build- 
ing, and  had  seen  hastily  only  a  part  of  one  wing  of  the  great  storehouse. 
He  hurried  back,  rushed  blindly  through  several  rooms,  and  tried  to  take  a 
small  piece  out  of  Great  Britain's  display.  Again  he  was  caught  here  and 
drawn  there  by  the  magic  brush  of  one  artist  after  another,  and  had  to  con- 


A    FELLOW-CRITIC. 


THE    GRANDMOTHER    OF    THE    SWEDISH    ARTIST   ZORN.' 

From  the  original  carving  in  birch-wood  (six  inches  high)  by  Zorn. 

1  With  regard  to  the  little  bust  of  his  grnndmotlicr,  carved  in  birch-wood,  Mr.  Zorn  says:  "  I  have  painted  my  grandmother  a  great 
many  times,  and  the  pictures  have  always  been  sold,  so  I  made  this  littte  car\'ing  as  something  to  keep.  From  beginning  to  end  it  was 
carved  from  nature  and  with  carvers'  tools.  My  grandmother,"  he  adds,  "is  very  picturesque";  but  this  wc  do  not  need  to  be  told,  nor 
that  there  were  probably  other  reasons  why  her  grandson  wished  to  have  a  portrait  of  her;  nor  again,  that  this  bust  probably  is  a  portrait 
in  the  fullest,  exaciest  sense  of  the  word.  It  is  a  delightful  thing  in  subject  as  in  execution.  Every  detail  of  the  sweet,  strong  old  peasant 
face  is  lovingly  rendered,  and  yet  one  thinks  most  not  of  details  or  even  of  features,  but  of  the  soul  behind  them. —  "  The  Century  "  for 
August,  iSqj. 


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THE    "SANTA    MARIA    '    UNDER    SAIL  I39 

fess  that  he  must  raise  the  siege  and  hope  for  another  day.  He  walked 
down  the  steps  with  a  sense  of  injury  and  loss,  which  remained  with  him 
until  the  outdoor  air  and  the  breeze  from  the  lake  had  restored  his  grood 
humor. 

He  concluded  to  walk  home,  and  made  his  way  to  the  path  that  ran  along 
the  lake-shore.  Philip  found  his  muscles  a  little  sore,  and  seeing  a  vacant 
bench,  sat  down  upon  it.  In  a  few  moments  he  saw  a  group  of  young  men 
pointing  out  upon  the  lake.  He  looked  in  the  direction  they  indicated,  and 
to  his  amazement  made  out  the  "Santa  Maria"  under  full  sail  and  as  in- 
dependent as  any  steamer  of  them  all.  Philip  felt  as  if  he  might  be  an 
Indian  viewing  the  first  coming  of  the  caravel,  and  wished  sincerely  that  he 
were  aboard,  so  that  he  might  shut  his  eyes  and  imagine  he  heard  that 
first  cry,  "  Land  !     Land  !  " 

He  was  delighted  with  the  chance  that  had  brought  him  the  sight  of  the 
caravel  at  sea,  and  wondered  what  nabob  of  the  Fair  was  cruising  about  as 
if  he  were  Christopher  Columbus  himself 

Resuming  his  walk,  he  went  through  one  or  two  of  the  buildings  in  order 
to  get  out  of  the  sun  (which  beat  down  quite  fiercely,  considering  how  late 
in  the  year  it  was).  In  the  Liberal  Arts  Building  it  seemed  that  only  frail 
pieces  of  plate-glass  protected  the  rich  treasures  of  gold  and  silver  arranged 
in  the  jewelers'  show-windows,  and  Harry  wondered  whether  a  modern  Dick 
Turpin,  or  Blackbeard  the  Pirate,  could  not,  by  dash  and  nerve,  succeed  in 
carrying  away  enough  plunder  to  support  him  forever  after  in  some  reputable 
line  of  business.  The  pirate,  he  thought,  would  have  the  better  chance ;  for 
he  might  rush  to  the  shore,  where  his  trusty  crew  were  awaiting  him  in  the 
long-boat,  be  rowed  to  his  stealthy  black  vessel,  hoist  sail,  and  away  with 
all  that  Tiffany  and  the  Gorham  Company  had  left  out  of  their  safes  ! 

Then  what  a  scurrying  to  and  fro  !  Sailors  and  soldiers,  losing  their 
presence  of  mind,  would  dash  up  to  the  conning-tower  of  the  battle-ship 
"  Illinois"  and  press  the  dummy  electric  buttons,  wondering  why  the  engineer 
did  n't  get  up  all  steam  and  put  on  full  speed  at  once.  Others  would  leap 
into  the  "Viking"  and  start  to  row  with  the  long  sweeps,  forgetting  that 
there  were  only  shields  aboard. 

Philip  was  amused  at  this  odd  fancy,  and  resolved  to  ask  Harry  to  make 
a  sketch  of  the  pursuit.  Meanwhile  he  made  his  way  home,  keeping  in  the 
porticos  where  it  was  shady,  and  avoiding  the  clayey  mud  left  by  the 
previous  day's  rain. 

"I  'd  rather,"  he  told  Harry  that  night,  "miss  some  of  the  regular 
exhibits,  if  I  've  got  to  take  the  Fair  in  samples ;  when  it  comes  to  missing 
pictures,  you  never  know  what  you  've  lost." 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


The  next  morning  Mr.  Douglass,  who  was  reading  the  "  Chicago 
Tribune,"  burst  out  laughing.  "  Philip,'  said  he,  "here  is  part  of  an  ac- 
count of  the  cruise  of  the  'Santa  Maria' — the  cruise  upon  which  you  saw 
her."  And,  interrupted  by  the  boys'  occasional  chuckles,  he  read  aloud 
as  follows : 

The  old  caravel  stood  out  on  the  waves,  queer-looking  as  compared  with  modem  craft,  but 
full  of  grace  and  beauty.  When  the  big  square  sail  was  first  spread,  it  took  the  wind  nicely, 
rounded  the  pier,  and  sailed  off  to  the  northwest  in  splendid  style. 

But  when  the  passengers  wanted  to  turn  the  caravel  there  was  trouble.  Had  they  continued 
in  a  straight  line  to  Michigan  all  would  have  been  well,  but  they  knew  not  how  to  sail  the  "  Santa 
Maria."  The  craft  wobbled.  The  choppy  waves  tossed  it.  Though  it  had  braved  storms  on 
the  Atlantic,  it  trembled,  and  its  sails  became  disorganized  by  the  turbulence  of  the  white-topped 
waves  of  Lake  Michigan. 

"  It  will  not  sail  close  to  the  wind,"  said  a  passenger  who  claimed  to  have  been  out  on  the 
lake  before. 

"  Better  slow  her  up,"  suggested  passenger  Millet ;  "  we  're  headed  for  the  Forty-third  street 
reef." 

"  Who  ever  heard  of  a  reef  on  a  street  ?  "  petulantly  returned  Sailing-master  Hunt. 

On  flew  the  caravel  until  the  cheeks  of  the  passengers  turned  pale,  and  they  pleaded  with 
the  captain  to  turn  it  about.  Its  huge  hulk  was  finally  swerved  just  as  it  scraped  the  reef. 
Away  it  shot  again  out  northwest,  more  unruly  than  before. 

An  hour  or  so  went  by.  The  "  Santa  Maria  "  still  sped  on  toward  the  Michigan  fruit-fields. 
The  passengers  became  hungry.  They  wanted  to  go  home.  A  turn  about  of  the  caravel  was 
finally  made.     It  shot  away  toward  the  Van  Buren  street  pier. 

"  Land  her!  "     "  Land  her !  "     "  Ground  her !  "  cried  the  passengers. 

WMth  care  the  caravel  was  brought  up  near  enough  to  the  pier  to  let  off  the  passengers,  and 
the  craft  was  anchored  for  the  night. 

Then  Mr.  Armour  said  to  Millet :  "  Xo  wonder  Columbus  discovered  America." 

"  Why  ?  "  inquired  the  latter. 

"  Because  a  man  could  discover  anything  in  such  a  craft  as  the  '  Santa  Maria.'  There  's 
no  telling  what  direction  it  would  carry  him.     The  discovery  of  America  was  a  '  scratch.'  " 


CHAPTER  XI 

Going  after'   Letters —  The   Agrictcittiral    BiiildiHg — Machinery   Hall — 
Licnch  at  the  Hotel — Harrys  Proposal — Buffalo  Bill's   Great   Show. 

'^^^jM^mt^^^Mf^^^^^^^^^^^'^         On  Saturday,  Philip  had  heard  that 

_  tor  nve  dollars  he  could  secure  per- 
mission to  use  his  kodak  for  a  week,  and  by 
going  to  the  office  of  the  official  photographer 
^  on  that  day  and  paying  the  necessary  amount,  he  was  able  to 
dismiss  from  his  mind  any  anxiety  about  carrying  his  camera. 
So  on  Monday  the  two  boys  and  Mr.  Douglass  entered  the 
grounds,  fully  equipped  with  note-book,  sketch-book,  and  camera. 
Hitherto  Philip  had  been  asked  but  once  to  exhibit  the  li- 
cense, but  this  time  he  was  challenged  by  one  of  the  ticket-takers,  who 
shouted  to  another,  "  Hi,  Jack,  here  's  a  kodak  !  "  But,  as  it  turned  out, 
neither  ticket-taker  cared  to  examine  the  card,  and  Philip  merely  waved 
it,  saying,  "  It  's  all  right." 

The  day  was  too  rainy  to  risk  taking  snap-shots,  and  Philip  carried  the 
camera  during  the  forenoon  only,  and  was  glad  to  leave  it  behind  at  the 
hotel  when  he  returned  to  lunch. 

They  had  down  on  the  list  for  this  day  a  trip  to  Chicago ;  but  had  asked 
to  have  the  date  of  their  tickets  for  the  coach  changed  when  they  saw  the 
sky  was  gloomy  and  overcast.  Instead  of  going  into  the  city,  therefore, 
they  resolved  to  give  their  morning  to  the  Agricultural  and  the  Ma- 
chinery Buildings.  They  walked  first  to  the  Manufactures  Building  to 
get  letters,  and  took  a  launch  back  again.  While  waiting  for  the  boat  they 
had  some  conversation  with  the  man  at  the  landing,  and  were  surprised  to 
learn  that  each  of  the  launches  cost  more  than  three  thousand  dollars  —  the 
high  price  being  paid  mainly  for  the  machinery. 


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THE    AGRICULTURAL    BUILDING  I43 

Landing  at  the  Agricultural  Building,  they  were  glad  to  escape  the  rain 
—  a  thunderstorm — by  entering  at  the  main  door.  The  exhibits  seemed  to 
be  arranged  according  to  nationalities,  the  first  one  they  came  upon  being 
that  of  Porto  Rico  ;  and  the  boys  were  really  surprised,  upon  exploring  their 
minds,  to  find  out  how  little  they  knew  about  Porto  Rico.  Mr.  Douglass 
knew  a  little  more :  he  told  them  it  was  an  island — one  of  the  Greater 
Antilles  —  and  belonged  to  Spain  ;  but  there  he  came  to  a  sudden  stop,  and 
directed  the  boys'  attention  to  a  miniature  fort  in  which  bottles  of  wine 
served  as  guns.  Having  to  that  extent  improved  their  knowledge  of  Porto 
Rico,  they  moved  on  a  few  steps,  and  seemed  to  have  walked  into  a  cigar-box. 
The  odor  was  explained  when  they  saw  before  them  Cuba's  display,  which 
was  not  unlike  that  of  a  prosperous  tobacconist.  British  Guiana  did  not 
repel  them,  though  a  woman  cried  out,  "  Oh,  alligators  and  snakes  !  "  as  she 
turned  hastily  away.  She  was  followed  by  two  more  of  the  less  timid  sort, 
one  of  whom  said  resolutely,  "  Come  in.  I  want  to  see  this  alligator.  I 
never  saw  one  in  my  life  "  ;  to  which  her  companion  replied,  "Well,  gaze  on 
him  ;  there  he  is  !  " 

"  You  might  think,  boys,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  as  the  boys  smiled  at  this 
dialogue,  "that  such  people  got  no  good  from  coming  to  the  Fair.  But  I 
think  such  a  conclusion  would  be  a  mistake.  The  foolish  chatter  we  hear 
has  little  to  do  with  what  people  are  really  thinking.  They  cannot  help 
picking  up  clearer  ideas  of  the  world  and  its  inhabitants  as  they  go  through 
these  buildings.  Where  one  sees  fruits  and  grains,  it  means  that  this  or  the 
other  country  has  orchards  and  farms.  We  thus  get  rid  of  many  a  foolish 
mental  picture.  We  cease  to  imagine  that  all  the  Chinese  are  continually 
flying  kites  and  smoking  opium,  or  that  all  Spaniards  are  eternally  strum- 
mine  euitars  in  the  sunshine.  You  may  not  think  vou  have  such  foolish 
ideas,  but  you  will  probably  find  yourself  entertaining  notions  quite  as 
absurd.  I  only  say  this  because  we  hear  so  much  trivial  chatter  that  you 
might  be   misled   by  it." 

"Well,  Mr.  Douglass,"  Harry  answered,  "  I  have  seen  plenty  of  men,  and 
women  too,  who  are  taking  the  Fair  almost  too  seriously.  And  even  the 
most  foolish  must  find  a  great  deal  that  makes  him  think.  I  know  I  do. 
Now,  for  instance,  look  at  that  figure  "  ;  and  Harry  pointed  to  the  model  of 
a  negro  workman  that  made  part  of  the  exhibit  labeled  "  British  Guiana." 

"I  saw  him,"  said  ^Ir.  Douglass,  "and  I  noticed  how  his  leather  sandals 
have  absurd  twirls  and  coils  of  leather  thongs  about  them.  The  rest  of  his 
dress  is  very  ordinary." 

"Those  are  just  what  I  mean,"  said  Harry.  "  I  said  to  myself,  at  first 
glance,  that  those  twisted  rolls  of  leather  were  silly  ornaments,  and  showed 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    I  AIR 


that  the  man  was  a  savage  in  civi- 
Hzed  clothes.  Then  I  wondered  whe- 
ther they  had  n't  some  use,  and — " 

"  I  see,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  in- 
terrupting. 

"Weil,  I  don't,"  Philip  declared. 

"  Suppose  he  should  break  a  san- 
dal-string," said  Harry,  eagerly ; 
"don't  you  understand  that  he  could 
just  untwist  one  of  those  coils,  just 
as  a  violin-player  unwinds  a  little 
more  of  his    E   string?" 

"Yes,  of  course,"  Philip  said; 
"  and  that  is  the  most  convenient 
way  for  him  to  carry  the  strings." 

"  I  have  little  doubt  that  the  coils 
came  from  that  necessity  for  mend- 
ing," Mr.  Douglass  remarked;  "but 
probably  the  dandies  exaggerated 
the  coils.  This  idea  of  yours,  Harry, 
reminds  me  of  an  article  by  Reming- 
ton, the  artist.  Itwas  written  to  show 
that  good  sense  dictated  the  whole 
costume  of  the  Western  cowboy.  I 
kept  it,  and  will  show  it  to  you." 

Liberia  displayed  various  native 
products,  and  fine  works  in  metal 
and  straw  and  leather,  but  the  party 
did  not  see  anything  to  warrant  a 
long  stay  ;  Mexico  had  so  arranged 
her  exhibits  that  they  reminded  one 
of  a  grocery  kept  by  a  neat  but  eccen- 
tric erocer ;  but  wherever  the  flag  of 
Japan  was  displayed,  the  boys  never 
grudged  time  for  examination.  I  hat 
artistic  little  nation  can  always  teach 
a  lesson  to  natives  of  the  young 
Occident.  Even  in  their  display  of 
food-stufts,  the  boys  found  the  pickle- 
jars,    sake-kegs,    and    some    boxes 


THE    AGRICULTURAL    BUILDING 


145 


worth  looking  at.      In  fact,  Harry  was  so  pleased  with  these  artistic  gro- 
ceries that  his  sketch-book  came  out  at  once.     The  pickle-jar  was  covered 

with  white  paper  draped  in  graceful  lines  and 
tied  down  with  a  twisted  purple  cord  and  tas- 
sels !  The  sake-keg  and  the  box  also  showed 
the  same  wish  to  please  the  eye  and  satisfy  the 
needs  of  each  article;  and  as  for  some  larger  jars, 
they  were  dressed  as  richly  as  a  ball-room  belle. 
They  left  the  domains  of  the  white  flag  and  red 
disk  with  some  instruction  in  the  art  of  "framing"  groceries. 

Whenever  the  party  first  entered 
one  of  the  exhibition  buildings,  they 
examined  the  earlier  booths  somewhat 
carefully  ;  but  a  sense  of  losing  time 
soon  made  them  hurry  on.  So  it  was 
then.  They  walked  on  by  many  a 
fine  arrangement  of  food-products  — 
notably  those  of  the  Western  grain- 
producing  States.  They  admired  the 
taste  and  skill  that  had  utilized  o;lass 
tubes  full  of  grains  as  columns,  and 
corn  on  the  cob  as  a  building  material. 
Mr.  Douglass  said  that  much  foolish 
criticism  had  been  evoked  by  these 
booths,  but  that  a  sight  of  the  struc- 
tures themselves  called  for  approval 
rather  than  fault-finding.  They  par- 
ticularly admired  the  displays  of  Wis- 
consin, Nebraska,  Iowa,  and  Ohio,  in 
which  both  the  general  effect  and  the 
bits  of  color  decoration  showed  eood 
taste  and  much  constructive  skill. 

"  I  should  n't  be  surprised,"  said 
Harry,  "to  come  upon  a  Greek  temple 
built  exclusively  of  old  shoes." 

Here  they  were  stopped  by  a  bit 
of  fun.    A  bright-faced  young  woman 
was  throwing  little  tin  forks  out  among 
the  crowd  ;   these  tin  forks  advertised  a  brand  of  sardines,  and  were  made  in 
the  shape  of  a  little  fish,  the  tail  reaching  to  the  tines  of  the  fork.      Picking 


ONE    OF    THE    PANELS     ("  SUMMER")     IN    THE    PORTICO 

OF    THE    AGRIGULTURAL     BUILDING.       PAINTED     BY 

GEORGE    W.    MAYNARD. 


GREAT    CENTRAL     PORCH     OF     AGRICULTURAL     BUILDING. 


Up  the  forks,  the  boys  naturally  went  to  see  the  exhibit,  and  were  invited 
to  take  a  sardine,  free,  from  an  open  box.  They  declined,  but  others  were 
not  so  lucky.  One  old  man  eagerly  plunged  his  fork  into  the  box  only 
to  discover  that  the  fish  were  painted  tin.  He  fled  into  the  crowd  while 
the  bystanders  laughed  at  him.  This  device  certainly  attracted  plenty  ot 
attention,  but  whether  it  was  wise  was  doubtful. 

They  finished  the  aisle  they  were  in,  and  crossed  to  another,  which  they 
walked  down,  having  gone  up  the  first. 

In  the  Greek  exhibit  they  saw  some  tobacco  labeled  as  from  Ther- 
mopylze,  which  at  the  moment  seemed  incongruous  ;  but  reflection  showed 
that  Thermopylae  must  be  something  beside  a  battle-field.  Louisiana  luul 
built  herself  an  Egyptian  temple  of  sugar-cane,  and  again  Harry  made  a 
sketch,  for  he  found  the  effect  very  pleasing.  Passing  a  number  of  other 
booths,  the)-  at  last  came  to  the  agricultural  implements,  and  found  that 
there  was  more  to  know  than  shovel,  spade,  and  hoe,  or  even  plow  and 
harrow.  They  frankly  confessed  ignorance  of  the  mechanism  and  ])urpo.se 
of  most  of  the  nickel-plated  apparatus,  and  concluded  that  in  their  present 
state  of  ignorance  time  spent  here  would  be  wasted.  They  did  smile,  how- 
ever,  at   seeing  a  harvesting-machine  labeled:    "The  judges  ordered  this 

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harvester  to  be  tried   in  a  field  of  standing  grain.      It  is  a  little  disfigured, 
but  still   in   the  ring.  " 

A  sign  revealing  the  location  of  the  "Sandwich  Manufacturing  Co." 
somehow  reminded  them  that  they  must  see  something  ot  Machinery  Hall 
before  lunch,  and  they  started  toward  that  building,  passing  on  their  way  a 
"prairie-breaking  plow" — a  rude  but  enormous  implement  that  had  been 
used  with  a  team  of  six  or  eight  oxen  in  first  turning  up  the  new  Western 
soil. 

As  they  were  coming  out,  they  paused,  even  in  the  rain,  to  admire  the 
fine  proportions  of  the  Agricultural  Building ;  its  dignified  portico,  the  fine 
groups  and  single  statues  that  adorned  its  principal  features, — such  as  Mar- 
tiny's  "Abundance,"  for  example,  and  the  signs  ot  the  zodiac,  and  the 
great  corridors  that  unite  Agricultural  and  Machinery  Halls. 

Upon  entering  Machinery  Hall,  and  finding  that  they  could  not  give  any- 
thing like  adequate  time  to  it,  they  w'ent  at  once  to  the  gallery  and  waited 
for  the  traveling-crane.  There  are 
three  of  these,  each  originally  used  for 
putting  in  place  the  heavy  exhibits; 
the)-  run  upon  great  girders  supported 
from  the  floor  upon  uprights  similar 
to  those  upholding  an  elevated  rail- 
road. Moved  by  electricity,  the}-  trav- 
erse the  whole  leng-th  of  the  buildino- 
and  then  return,  carrying  passengers 
twenty  or  thirty  feet  above  the  crowded 
floors  and  at  an  excellent  height  to 
permit  of  overlooking  the  show. 

They  had  to  wait  a  little  while,  but 
soon  the  grreat  floatino-  beam  of  iron 
came  against  the  edge  of  the  gallery, 
almost  as  lightly  as  a  bit  of  thistle- 
down, and  they  entered  at  one  end  and 
sat  down  upon  chairs  ranged  along 
the  front  edge.  The  crane  carried 
them  to  the  other  end  and  back  again  for  ten  cents,  and  without  effort  thev 
had  at  least  a  glance  at  all  the  exhibits  in  that  part  of  the  Hall — thus  ob- 
taining, no  doubt,  a  better  idea  of  what  there  w-as  in  the  building  than  could 
have  been  secured  in  a  long  walk  below. 

In  order  to  show  how  bewildering  w-ere  the  displays,  here  is  a  list  that 
Philip  made  while  waiting  for  the  crane  to  move.      It  shows  only  what  he 


PORTICO    OF    THE    AGRICULTURAL    BUILDING. 


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could  easily  make  out  from  the  extreme  end  of  the  hall.  There  were  ma- 
chines relating  to  hot  baths,  candy,  lubrication,  ice-cream,  smokeless  fur- 
naces, rock-drills,  galvanizing,  window-washing,  and  baking. 

They  found  the  ride  cooling  and  breezy,  and  saw  enough  to  greatly 
interest  them  on  all  parts  of  the  floor.  The  enormous  printing-presses  were 
especiall)-  "  impressive,"  as  Harry  [nit  it,  and  one  press  was  printing  colored 
illustrations  of  the  World's  Fair  buildings.  Besides,  they  noticed  many 
looms,  sewing-machines,  a  spool-cotton  exhibit,  dyeing  works,  glove-making- 


THE    CONNECTING    SCREEN    OF    CORklDOKS    BETWEEN    THE    MACHINERY    AND    AGRICULTURAL    BUILDINGS. 

and  washing-machines — each  something  novel  or  interesting.  They  at- 
tempted to  see  all  they  could,  and  keep  eyes  and  brains  active ;  but  Harry 
said  it  reminded  him  of  the  small  darkey  who  "slipped  back  two  steps  for 
every  one  he  took  forward  "  ;  for  they  missed  two  exhibits  by  pausing  to 
examine  any  one.  They  had  meant  to  take  a  ride  upon  the  other  crane  ; 
but  when  they  saw  there  were  three,  they  agreed,  as  usual,  to  be  content 
with  a  half-seen  show,  and  departed  from  the  grounds,  going  back  to  their 
hotel  for  lunch. 

The  dining-room,  so  crowded  at  breakfast-  and  ilinner-time,  was  almost 
deserted  at  noon  ;  and  they  found  they  could  talk  over  their  plans  with 
perfect  freedom. 

Mr.  Douglass  and  Philip  made  several  proposals:  the  Art  Galleries; 
another  visit  to  Machinery  Hall  ;  more  State  buildings  ;  the  Anthropological 
Building — an  inexhaustible  resource.  But  llarr)-  shook  his  head  at  each 
suggestion,  until  at  last  Philip  said: 

"  It 's  plain  that  \()u  have  a  plan  of  your  own,  and  I  've  a  good  mind  to 
veto  it  an\way.    \\  hat  is  it  ?  " 


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149 


gone 


"  I   have  wasted  my  time  very  patiently  with   you 
this   morning,"   Harry  said   gravely,    "  because    I    sup- 
pose we  ought  to  '  do '    the    Fair.      But    I    remember 
that   the  English   poet   said,    '  The   correct    thing   for 
man  to  study  is   man.'      See?      Now,  we  have  been 
lookine  at  staff  and  iron  and  steel  and  corn  and 
wheat  and  bottles  and  strings  and  other  precious 
metals     all     these     hours.        I     have 
through  it,  though  the  buzzing  and  rat- 
tling and  thumping  and  worrying  were 
decidedly   unpleasant.      Now   I    want  to 
study   man.      There    is   near   this   hotel, 
I   have   learned   by  careful    study  of  bill- 
posters' literature,  a  gentleman  who  was  a  member 
of  the  legislature,  etc.,   etc., — but  \vho  is  known 
among  us  boys  by  the  name  of  Bison  William." 

"  I  have  heard  of  him,"   said  Mr.  Douglass, 
with  a  grave  face. 

"Who  has  not?"  said  Harry,  enthusiastically. 
■  "  He  is   now  conducting  an  educational  exhibit 
near  here,  where  one  may  see  various  nations  at  their  sports  and  pastimes. 
And,  gentlemen  of  the  jury,  what  I  say  is :   Let  the  machinery  whirl,  and 
let  us  devote  ourselves  to  the  Wild  West  Show.     What  do  you  say  ?  " 

"I  'd  like  to  go,"  said  Philip;  "but  I  wish  it  was  a  better  day  for 
taking  pictures." 

"  I  'm  willing,"  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "  I  saw  the  show  some  years  ago  in 
New  York,  and  it  was  well  worth  seeing.  I  am  not  sure  that  a  whole  day 
of  systematic  sight-seeing  at  the  Fair  is  not  a  little  too  much  when  one  is 
busy  at  it  for  a  week  or  two  at  a  time.     Where  is  it  ? " 


.'.  I    .  |ii  iW-FKAi\lE     OF 

aciiim:u\    hall. 


MACHINERY     HALL. 


'4-*JJ'/\ 


A    SUGGESTION     OF    THE     *' WILD    WEST." 

Remington's  Famous  Picture,  "A  Bucking  Bronco.' 


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AN     ABORIGINAL. 


"Just  around  the  corner,"  Harry  answered.  "And  Phinney  says  it  is 
twice  as  good  as  it  used   to  be." 

A  short  walk  from  the  hotel  brought  them  to  the  grounds,  a  great  square 
open  space  around  which  were  seats  like  those  upon  base-ball  grounds. 
They  bought  tickets  for  the  grand  stand,  and  gazed  expectant  upon  a  sea  of 
mud.  The  sign  said  "  Rain  or  Shine,"  and  rain  it  was  :  no  drizzle,  but  a  pelt- 
ing downpour  that  roared  upon  the  roofs  overhead. 
Boys  walked  to  and  fro,  one  crying,  "Sour  crystal- 
lized lemonade-drops — souvenir  in  every  pack- 
age," and  the  other,  "  Peanuts  !  —  are  five  cents  !  " 

The  rain  plashed  in  the  puddles  upon  the 
arena,  and  the  boys  were  not  sorry  ;  it  was  a  new 
sensation  to  see  a  performance  in  the  rain.  A 
band  played  loud  enough  to  be  heard  nearly  to 
the  Rocky  Mountains,  a  man  in  a  very  broad- 
brimmed  felt  hat  mounted  a  rostrum  imitatinsf  a 
boulder,  put  on  a  rubber  coat,  and,  when  the  band 
was  hushed,  began  a  speech  at  the  top  of  his 
lungs, —  so  loud  that  he  had  n't  breath  for  more 
than  a  word  or  two  at  a  time.  He  said,  "Ladies — 
and — gentlemen:  —  From  time — to — time,  I  shall  —  announce  —  the  na- 
ture—  of  the — display,"  and  so  on.    One  seldom  hears  so  forcible  an  oration. 

He  announced  one  by  one  the  bands  of  Indians,  their  chiefs,  the  white 
men,  their  captains  or  leaders,  and  each  of  the  items  upon  the  program. 
But  his  shouts  can  be  omitted  with  the  assurance  that  he  did  his  level  best. 
One  example  will  be  enough. 

"  The  Arapahoes  !  " 

A  gate  is  unbarred,  yells  break  through,  and  helter-skelter  come  a  troop 
of  almost  naked  savages  painted  and  bedecked,  riding  their  ponies  at  a  run. 
They  draw  up  before  the  grand  stand. 

"  Their  chief!  " 

A  single  Indian  comes  flying  across  the  field  lashing  his  running  pony, 
and  draws  up  before  his  band. 

Then,  in  order,  come  other  tribes  until  a  motley,  bright-colored  rank  of 
mounted  warriors  are  ranged  all  along  the  front  of  the  field.  Then  French 
cavalry  ride  in  with  similar  heralding,  except  that  the  color-bearer  is  an- 
nounced separately  and  the  band  plays  the  Marseillaise.  German  lancers 
follow  to  the  tune  of  "  Die  Wacht  am  Rhine,"  and  after  them,  Mexicans, 
American  cowboys,  British  Lancers,  and  Cossacks  perched  on  high  saddles. 
The  Indians  are  holding  their  shields  above  their  heads  to  protect  them- 


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selves  from  the  rain.  Now  Arabs  come,  and  two  women  riders  ;  an  old 
guide,  gray-bearded  and  dressed  in  fringed  buckskins;  United  States  cav- 
alrymen, riding  upon  gray  horses ;  and  at  last,  cheered  even  more  than  the 
Stars  and  Stripes,  there  gallops  to  the  head  of  that  great  array  an  honor- 
able gentleman,  of  whom  Harry  remarks:  "That  is  Biffalo  Bull  himself — 
and  a  fine-looking  man  he  is  !  " 

At  a  signal  from  the  scout  the  whole  cavalcade  springs  into  life  and  rapid 
motion.  The  plain  is  dotted  with  horsemen  dressed  in  gay  uniforms  ;  and 
just  then  the  sun  breaks  out  to  brighten  the  scene,  and  a  rainbow  is  seen 
above  the  right-hand  portion  of  the  grounds  as  the  riders  follow  one  another 
out.      It  was  certainly  a  brilliant  and  cheerful  pageant. 

A  well-known  markswoman  runs  over  the  liquid  mud,  making  swimming 
motions  with  her  arms,  and  taking  up  a  gun  breaks  clay  pigeons  and  glass 
balls  as  fast  as  they  can  be  supplied  by  the  attendants.  Fanc)-  shooting 
follows,  and,  making  a  miss,  the  woman  walks  around  the  table  where  the 
guns  are  resting.      This  whimsical  performance  makes  the  people  laugh. 

Several  usual  features  follow.  A  race  between  riders  of  different  nations; 
the  "pony  express,"  an  exhibition  of  rapid  shifting  from  one  horse  to  an- 
other; an  emigrant-train  attacked  by  Indians,  but  saved  by  tlic  blank  car- 
tridges of  the  Hon.  Mr.  Cody  and  his  rough-riding  friends ;  and  then  come 
Syrians  and  Arabians  in  wonderful  feats  of  balancing, 
juggling,  and  pyramid-grouping.  In  this  last  act  one  of  the 
men  supported  nine  others  in  the  air — a  weight  of  perhaps 
twelve  hundred  pounils. 

"And  yet,"  Harry  remarked,  "some  men  fnnl  it  liard  to 
support  a  small  family." 

Always  interesting,  the  thick  mud  made  the  show  iunn_\- 
as  well.  It  was  hard  for  men  and  horses  to  secure  a  foot- 
hold: Syrian  acrobats  stopped  to  wash  their  muddy  hands 
in  almost  equally  muddy  water ;  some  of  the  fierce  horses 
were  compelled  to  drop  almost  into  a  walk  instead  of  run- 
ning madly  acro.ss  the  arena;  when  a  marksman  wished  to 
lie  down  in  order  to  shoot  from  lliat  position,  it  required 
careful  search  to  find  firm  ground  for  his  blanket ;  the  men  who  built  them- 
selves into  pyramids  bedaubed  one  another  until  their  dresses  were  mud- 
color  instead  of  crimson  ;  and  all  through  the  long,  delightful  program  the 
sticky  mud  took  a  prominent  ]nirt  in  amusing  the  spectators. 

When  "  Old  John  Nelson"  rode  up  near  where  the  boys  sat,  and  deliv- 
ered the  mail  from  the  old  original  Deadwood  coach,  he  hurled  it  off  with 
the   regulation   speech,    "  Here  's   the    Deadwood  mail,"   and   then    added, 


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153 


winking  to  Harry,  "  A  little  damp,  too ;  but  never  mind  !  "  The  same  ge- 
nial old  guide,  who  was  lying  lazily  across  the  coach  roof,  raised  himself 
coolly  as  the  scouts  cried,  "  Indians!  Indians!"  and  again  grinning  at  the 
boys,  remarked  in  a  low  tone,  "  Going  to  be  Indians,  eh  ? 
Then  I  '11  get  up!" 

This    by-play    delighted    the    boys ;     but    best    of    all    was 
"  Custer's    Last   Charge." 

First  came  the   Indians,  and  encamped  far  away  across  the 
plain.     A  scout  followed;  discovered  them  with  plenty  of  ges- 
tures to  let  the  audience  into  the  secret ;    reconnoitered  them 
over    the    imitation   rock;    rode  off  to   tell  "Custer"  and  his 
staff — mainly  buglers — of  the  great  find;   brought  back  the 
general,  who  gazed  meaningl)-  at  the  red  villains  through      M' 
a  warlike  night-glass,  and  then  all   the  white  men   retired 
for  reinforcements. 

Coming  back,  the  cavalrymen  charged  fiercely  on  the 
Indians,  fired  off  several  dollars'  worth  of  gunpowder,  and 
disappeared  behind  a  curtain.  Mournful  music  indicated 
the  terrible  fate  of  the  cavalrymen. 

During  the  whole  afternoon  the  boys  sat  beside  a  boy 
from  Chicago  who  told  them  many  particulars  about  the  show  and  the 
riders.  He  said  he  had  seen  the  performance  four  or  five  times,  but  seemed 
nevertheless  to  enjoy  it.  Harry  learned  that  the  young  Chicagoan  some- 
times came  to  New  York  city,  and  gave  the  boy  his  address,  inviting  him 
to  call. 

It  began  to  rain  again  as  they  went  home,  but  it  was  only  a  short  dis- 
tance to  the  hotel,  and  they  went  straight  to  that  goal  in  spite  of  a  most 
pressing  invitation  to  "Take  supper  here  now  for  twenty-five  cents,  and  go 
home  by  the  light  of  the  moon  !  " 

Harry  was  rather  silent  on  the  way  home,  but  showed  the  course  of  his 
thoughts  by  remarking  :  "I  think  perhaps  I  will  give  up  being  anything 
too  civilized  ;    I  'm  going  to  ask  my  father  to  buy  me  a  ranch  far  out  West." 

"  I  wonder,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "  whether  the  young  Indians  who  come 
to  the  Fair  with  the  Indian  schools  ever  go  to  see  the  Wild  West  Show?  " 


-  r^ra^i^twi 


FORT    DEARBORN.       (CHICAGO,     1804-1816.) 


CHAPTER  XII 


The    Tally -/lo  —  Hozi'    it  dashed   along — The    Parks    along   the    Lake  — 
Chicago  —  The  Auditorium  and  other  Sky-dzuellers  —  The  Whaleback. 


On  Tuesday  morning  the  party  hurried  through 
their  breakfast  in  order  to  catch  the  tally-ho  which 
was  to  pause  in  its  mad  career  to  pick  up  pas- 
sengers from  their  hotel.  Although  it  was  a  cloudy 
morning,  threatening  rain,  they  did  not  like  to 
postpone  this  trip  again.  Consequently  ten  o'clock, 
the  hour  set,  beheld  them  "  all  agog  to  dash 
through  thick  and  thin  "  like  John  Gilpin. 

Presently  something  drew  up  at  the  door. 
It  was  not  what  would  be  called  by  the  critical 
a  tally-ho.  It  was  not  even  a  coach.  It  was  on 
wheels,  it  had  seats  here  and  there,  and  four  ani- 
mals dragged  it.  Baron  Munchausen  once  had 
his  horse  cut  close  off  by  the  fall  of  a  portcullis. 
If  the  same  accident  had  befallen  a  tally-ho,  and 
it  had  been  then  spliced  to  the  end  of  a  park 
wagon,  the  resulting  vehicle  would  have  been  not  unlike  the  w^agon  wdiich 
presented  itself  at  the  door. 

"  Is  this  it?  "  asked  Mr.  Douglass,  dubiously  presenting  his  ticket. 
"  This,"  said  the  man  (he  was  hardly  yet  a  voter),  "  is  it.     Yes,  sir.     The 
tally-ho,  sir." 

"Well,"  remarked  Mr.  Douglass,  turning  to  the  boys,  "  w'hat  do  you  say?" 
"We'd   better  go,"  said   Harry.      "It  's  all   arranged;    and  the  wagon 
looks  comfortable  anyway.      Don't  you  say  so,  Phil  ?  " 

"Yes,"  said  Philip.      "  It's  no  tally-ho,  but  I  don't  know  as  that  makes 
any  great  difference.      It  has  wheels,  and — horses,"  after  a  pause. 


MEMORIAL  BUILDING,    ON    THE   SITE  WHERE 
THE    GREAT    FIRE    STARTED. 


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Having  taken  outside  seats,  they  climbed  up  on  the  wheel-hub  and  two 
steps,  and  were  soon  perched  some  ten  feet  above  the  ground  ready  to  start. 
Just  as  they  settled  themselves  in  their  places,  a  policeman  came  to  the  curb 
and  spoke  warningly  to  the  driver,  who  said,  "  I  can't  help  it,"  and  gathered 
up  the  reins. 

Mr.  Douglass,  who  was  not  used  to  fast  riding,  made  up  his  mind  that 
their  lofty  seat  might  be  a  risky  place  to  sit,  and  was  gratified  to  find  a  stout 


'■'l^i^pFf' 


//'  ■' 


DKIVEWAVS    OF     THE    GRAND     BOULEVARD. 


rail  at  the  back  of  the  seat,  which  afforded  an  e.xcellent  place  to  hold  on. 
Harry,  too,  concluded  that  they  would  soon  be  tearing  at  breakneck  speed 
through  the  crowded  streets  of  the  city,  and  began  to  think  he  had  been 
unjust  to  the  "tally-ho." 

"We  're  off!"  said  Philip,  as  the  horses  heaved  at  the  traces  and  the 
wagon  changed  its  place  leisurely.  At  a  slow  walk  they  drew  the  wagon 
around  the  corner  and  stopped  at  another  hotel.  A  man  who  seemed  to  be 
in  charge  alighted  and  entered  the  door.  That  was  the  last  seen  of  him  for  a 
considerable  period.  Queries  to  the  driver  were  smiled  away.  They  waited 
and  waited.  Nothing  happened.  After  their  patience  was  gone,  the  miss- 
ing man  came  back,  and  the  coach  floated  on. 

"  Now  we  're  started  !  "  said  Mr.  Douglass,  with  an  expression  ol  relief 
But  the  coach  rounded  a  corner  in  a  leisurely  manner,  and  drew  up  at 
another  hotel.      Again  the  man  disappeared,  ami  tlie  waiting  was  repeated. 

"This  is  not  a  tally-ho,"  said  Harry,  "it  is  a  tarry-whoa  "  ;  and  so  it 
proved.  Even  after  the  man  was  again  at  liand,  the  old  coach  went  no 
faster  than  the  slowest  of  jog-trots.     And  at  the  same  dolorous  gait  they 


RosEHiaCE>nrrEHY. 


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Woodlawn     Ave- 
nue,   a      straight 
street    beautifully 
paved,    and 
fit      to      be 
a     blessing 
to  bicyclers. 
They    -were 
as    long    in 
passing      a 
given  point  as  was  pos- 
sible.       Every   vehicle 
went   by  them    except 
children's  carriages  with 
nurses;  wagons  of  heavy 
iron-castings,   dirt-carts, 
street-cars  —  until     one 
man    remarked   jocosely 
that  he  was  afraid  a  fu- 
neral might  come  up  be- 
hind and  run  o\-er  them. 

Then  Harry  remem- 
bered the  policeman  who 
spoke  to  the  driver  just 
as  thev  were  starting, 
and  a  light  dawned  upon 
that  mystery. 

"  You  remember  that 
'  cop  '  who  talked  to  our 
driver?"  he  asked  Philip. 

"Yes,"   said   Philip: 
he  was  warning  him  against  reckless 
dri\-ing." 

"So  did  I,"  said  Harry,  laughing.  "But 
I  'm  sure  now  that  he  Avas  saying  a  word  for 
the  poor  horses.  Why,  those  Fifth  Avenue 
stage-horses  they  make  such  fun  of  in  New 
York  are  Arabian  coursers  compared  to  these  ! 
See  them  creep  !  " 


Parks  &Botrij:vAW)S. 

wobu)s  colcmbian  ex 
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llmCOLNPARK. 


tafiLAKEPABK. 


MAP  .SHOWING 
THE  PARK 
SVSTEM  OF 
CHICAGO. 


VIEW    ON    STATE    STREET,    LOOKING    NORTHWARD   FROM    .MADISON    STREET. 


They  passed  some  gray  stone  buildings  on  the  \\d\  to  the  business  part 
of  the  city,  and  the  driver  said  they  were  the  Chicago  University  —  a  state- 
ment they  accepted  at  tlie  time,  but  doubted  when  they  became  better 
acquainted  with  the  driver's  acquirements  as  a  guide.  Another  great  es- 
tabhshment  they  saw  was  an  old  field  crowded  with  tents  and  labeled 
"  Camp  Jackson."  A  sign  upon  its  rainbow-tinted  fence  informed  the 
public  that  board  in  that  field  and  under  those  tents  was  two  dollars  a  week 
and  thirty-five  cents  a  day. 

"  It  's  a  comfort,"  said  Ilarr)-,  "to  rellect  that  all  these  places,  rough  as 
they  are,  mean  to  offer  Fair  accommodations." 

At  another  time  this  weak  pun  would  not  have  been  noticed,  but  upon 
that  weary,  slow  ride  anything  was  a  relief:  when  the  horses  slopped  to 
drink,  it  was  an  event ;  when  a  new  passenger  got  on  (one  did),  the  ex- 
citement was  intense.  But  nothing  hastened  the  wagon.  It  meant  to  get 
to  Chicago  if  it  took  all  day ;  and  after  awhile  they  tlid  l)egin  to  see 
buildings  more  closely  set,  and  then  they  entered  a  beautiful  park.     The 

driver  said   it  was  Washington   I'ark,  and  on   consulting  a  map  afterward, 

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the   boys   made   up   their   minds   that   he   had   guessed   right  —  there  were 
some  things   the  driver  knew. 

The  park  was  flat  as  a  board,  as  is  all  the  country  for  miles  around  ;  but 
as  the  ground  was  mainly  given  up  to  beautiful  green  lawns  extending  as  far 
as  one  could  see,  the  effect  was  excellent,  and  marred  only  by  some  very 
florid  designs  laid  out  in  colored  plants.  One  of  these  designs  formed  a 
sun-dial,  called  "Sol's  Clock";  another  showed  a  few  bars  of  "  Hail  Columbia." 

Even  Mr.  Dousflass  had  now  oiven  up  his  visions  of  dashing-  alone  to 
the  sound  of  a  "  yard  of  brass,"  and  so  far  from  being  at  all  nervous,  would 
not  have  been  afraid  to 
stand  upright  in  any  part 
of  the  coach.  He  kept 
thinking  of  a  parody  upon 
Shakspere's  description  of 
the  school-boy  :  "A  tarry- 
whoa,  creeping  like  snail, 
unwillingly  to  Chicago." 

By  this  time  they  were 


'      '    W:r;::m:;.»^>>^^.^,,.0^-i^'ii.ti    -j 


THE     CITV     HALL,     CHICAGO. 

in  Michigan  Avenue, — a 
thoroughfare  with  beautiful 
grass  plots  along  the  street, 
but  houses  that  did  not 
please  an  architect  who 
was  also  on  top  of  the 
coach.  He  declared  all 
but  a  few  of  the  houses  to 
be  fussy  and  tiresome  ;  and 
the  boys  noticed  that  those  he  commended  were  plain  and  simple  in  their 
outlines,  and  little  decorated. 

At  Twenty-second  Street,  they  saw  the  Chicago  street-cars,  and  found 
that  they  ran  in  trains  of  three  coupled  together,  an  arrangement  of  which 
they  heartily  approved.  As  they  passed  a  baker's  cart,  a  small  boy  leaned 
out  and  whipped  the  horses  of  their  coach  ;  whereupon  several  of  the  pas- 
sengers thanked  him  warmly,  even  though  his  efforts  produced  no  result. 
Still,  in  time  they  did  reach  the  city,  and  recognized  the  lofty  Auditorium,  an 


THE     POST-OFFICE. 

(From  photographic  pnnts.     By  permission  of  C.  Ropp  &  Sons,  Chicigo.) 


i6o 


HARKV    AND     rilM.II'    AT    THK    KAIK 


HOL'Sli     OF    JOHN    KINZIE.     THE     FIRST    WHITE     SETTLER. 


enormous  pile  of  stone,  so  manj-  stories  high  that  the  boys  lost  count  in  at- 
tempting to  reckon  them.  Soon  after  they  admired  the  Art  Institute,  "a 
broad  and  low  building  of'  impressive  design."  They  also  saw  the  founda- 
tions being  laid  for  another  great  building,  and  remembered  having  read  in 
S/.  Nicholas   that   these   heavy  structures   could   be   supported    only  upon 

artificial  foundations,  such  as  long  piles 
driven  deep  into  the  soft  ground.  The 
Masonic  Temple  was  also  seen  as  they 
passed  through  the  busy  part  of  the  city. 
There  was  a  smoky  smell  in  the  air, 
and  their  first  impression  was  of  being 
down-town  in  Broadway,  New  York, 
when  a  great  fire  was  raging,  filling 
the  air  with  smoke.  Possibly  the  smoke 
was  worse  than  usual,  for  rain  was  falling 
at  interxals  and  the  air  was  heav\-. 
None  of  them  talked  much,  for  the  slow  drive  was  anything  but  enliven- 
ing. They  went  along  Lake  Street  for  some  time,  and  then  wandered  on 
until  they  drew  up  at  the  Waterworks.  Here,  despite  the  protests  of  the 
passengers,  there  was  a  halt  of  five  minutes,  and  some  got  out  and  went  in 
to  see  the  machiner)-.  When  all  were  on  board  again,  the  scenery  slowly 
changed,  and  they  found  out  that  they  were  in  motion  once  more.  But  as 
they  had  reached  the  Lake  Drive, — a  beautiful  boulevard,  and  one  of  the 
system  of  drives  that  encircles  the  city,  connecting  Chicago's  great  parks 
into  a  ring  of  pleasure-grounds, — the  slow  driving  was  not  so  irritating. 
They  saw  Mr.  Potter  Palmer's  castellated  mansion  fronting  the  lake,  and 
passing  other  fine  dwellings,  reached   Lincoln  Park. 

Against  the  sky,  in  silhouette,  appeared  the  statue  of  (ieneral  (jrant,  an 
impressive  feature  of  the  park,  and  they  were  sorr\-  that  their  route  did  not 
bring  them  within  view  of  the  even  finer  Lincoln  statue,  ol  which  they  had 
seen  many  pictures.  Looking  forward  along  the  drive,  they  saw  a  dark  point 
of  land  along  the  horizon  beyond  the  lake,  and  were  told  by  the  rather  taci- 
turn dri\c:r  that  it  was  the  city  of  AliKvaukee,  which  intormalion  surprised 
them  quite  as  much  as  if  he  had  said  it  was  Bagdad.  "  Traveling  certainly 
makes  one  modest,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  who  doubted  the  driver's  statement. 
"  I  had  no  thought  of  seeing  Milwaukee  upon  this  drive." 

Another  statue  of  a  man  in  an  old-style  curleil  wig  was  seen,  and  the 
driver  told  them  it  was  Linn.  K\en  the  tutor  had  nc\er  heard  oi  Linn,  antl 
all  remained  puzzled  until  a  turn  in  the  road  showed  the  inscription  "Linne.  ' 
whereupon   they  recognized   Linnaus.      Though   they  hated   to  lose   the  in- 


THE    AUDITORILM. 
MICHIGAN    AVENUE    AND    CONGRESS     STREET. 

(From  a  photograph  by  J.  W.  Taylor.) 


THE    ART     INSTITUTE. 
MICHIGAN    AVENL'E. 

(From  a  photographic  print.     By  permission 
of  C.  Ropp  &  Sons,  Chicago.) 


THE     WOMAN  S    TEMPLE. 
LA    SALLE    AND    MONROE    STREETS. 

(From  a  photograph  by  J.  \V.  Taylor.) 


STATE     AND     RANDOLPH     STREETS. 

(From  a  photographic  print.     By  permission  of 
C.  Ropp  &  Sons,  Chicago.) 


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THE    LAKE-SHORE    DRIVE. 


valuable  information  the  driver  was  giving  them  in  homeopathic  doses,  they 
were  glad  when  the  coach  worked  its  way  to  the  front  of  a  jiark  restaurant, 
and  announcement  was  made  that  there  would  be  a  halt  of  an  hour  or  more 
for  lunch. 

"Mr.  Douglass,"  said  Philip,  "I  don't  know  how  you  feel,  but  my  feet  are 
as  cold  as  ice,  and  I  'd  rather  get  oft' and  walk." 

"Oh,  let  's  walk!"  Harry  chimed  in.  "I  d  rather  ride  in  a  canal-boat 
than   to  stay  in   this  old  coach  any  more." 

"So  would  I,"  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "I  consider  this  ride  a  regular 
swindle.  See  here  !  "  he  went  on,  turning  to  the  driver's  accomplice, — a 
young  man  who  rode  inside, —  "what  is  the  matter  with  this  conveyance? 
We  've  crept  all  the  way  out.      Are  you  going  any  faster  ?  " 

"  No,  sir,"  answered  the  young  man,  turning  State's  evidence  and  re- 
vealing tlie  wiiole  secret;  "the  fact  is,  those  horses — look  at  'em!  —  are  all 
played  out.  They  've  been  going  over  this  road  for  months,  and  they  're 
played  out." 

"We  have  had  enough  of  it,"  said  ihc  lutt)r,  a  little  sharpl)-,  "and  we  '11 
walk." 

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"  I  don't  blame  you,"  the  young  man  answered,  as  if  he  would  have  liked 
to  join  them. 

Leaving  the  park,  they  inquired  how  to  get  back  into  the  business  cen- 
ter of  the  city,  and  were  told  to  take  the  cable-cars.  These  proved  to  differ 
in  some  ways  from  New  York  cars,  and  one  feature  seemed  worthy  to  be 


VIEW    ON     MICHIGAN    AVENUE,    CHICAGO. 


copied.  At  the  ends  of  each  car  the  side  seats  ceased,  leaving  a  clear  floor 
all  across  the  car  near  the  door,  so  that  those  who  were  compelled  to  stand 
should  not  obstruct  the  middle  aisle  at  the  doorway. 

"  That  's  a  good  idea,"  Philip  remarked,  as  he  pointed  out  the  arrange- 
ment to  Harry;  "for  I  've  often  noticed  how  people  are  sure  to  stand  right 
in  the  doorway,  blocking  up  the  passage." 

When  they  were  near  the  end  of  their  trip,  the  cars  ran  underground 
through  a  whitewashed  tunnel,  and  the  boys  made  up  their  minds  that  they 
were  either  running  under  the  river  or  under  the  railway-tracks. 

"  It  's  about  time  for  lunch,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  looking  at  his  watch  ; 
and  turnin"'  to  a  vouuij  man  beside  him,  he  asked  where  there  was  a  ""ood 
lunch-room.  The  young  man  recommended  one,  and  they  felt  grateful  to 
him  afterward.  It  was  a  large  establishment,  containing  several  kinds  of 
Itmch-rooms.  They  went  into  the  "  business  man's  lunch-room,"  and  had  an 
excellently  cooked  meal  at  a  fair  price. 


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HARRY    AND    rilll.IP    AT    THE    FAIR 


Until  it  was  time  to  take  the  steamer,  they  wandered  about  the  city  look- 
ing at  the  more  notable  buildings  and  enjoying  the  sensation  of  being  in  a 
strange  place.  The  great  wholesale  stores  were  like  those  in  parts  of  New 
York,  but  New  York  had  nothing  just  like  some  of  the  lofty  buildings  of  more 
than  twenty  stories.  Harry  said  that  if  there  were  two  or  three  streets  like 
Broadway  and  running  across  one  another,  or  if  Broadway  were  cut  off  in 

sections  and  laid 
criss-cross,  the  re- 
sult would  resem- 
ble Chicago.  They 
saw  the  Auditori- 
um again,  and  the 
Chamber  of  Com- 
merce building,  as 
well  as  some  others; 
but  the  rain  was 
unpropitious  to 
sisj^ht-seeintr,  and 
they  soon  deter- 
mined to  make 
their  wa\-  toward 
the  "  Whaleback  " 
steamer.  Ofcourse 
they  went  wrong  at 
first,  tor  Chicago 
is  a  puzzling  place 
to  strangers,  and 
Harry  had  to  ask 
a  big  policeman 
for  directions.  He 
was  hardly  old 
enough  ^■et  to  have 
lost  his  awe  of 
"cops,"  and  felt 
relieved  when  the 
officer  showed  himself  courteous  and  obliging.  I'^rom  what  he  had  read 
of  Chicago  distances,  Harry  would  not  have  been  surprised  to  have 
been  told  he  must  "go  fifteen  miles  south,  then  take  a  cable-car  four 
miles  west " ;  but  their  destination  proved  to  be  not  so  very  far  away. 
Another   cable-car  ratded   them   down   to  \'an    Buren    Street,   and   thev 


THE  ROOKERV 


THE  BOAKD  OF  TRADE  BUILDING. 


A     STREET     BRIDGE    ACROSS    THE    CHICAGO    RIVER,    SWUNG    OPEN    FOR    THE     PASSAGE    OF     BOATS. 

found  themselves,  after  a  short  walk,  upon  the  dock  awaiting  the  iron  ves- 
sel so  aptly  named  "Whaleback." 

The  boys  were  struck  with  her  likeness,  as  she  came  close  along  the  dock, 
to  some  of  the  dug  out  canoes  they  had  seen  at  the  great  Fair.  They  learned, 
however,  from  their  friend  the  architect  (whom  they  met  again  on  the  pier) 
that  the  boat  was  seaworthy,  carried  a  large  cargo,  and  was  very  fast,  going 
even  twenty-two  miles  an  hour. 

Going  aboard,  they  found  her  divided  into  three  decks,  and  very  finely 
fitted  up.  The  second  deck,  which  was  even  with  the  top  of  the  hull,  had 
walks  along  the  curved  sides  of  the  vessel ;  for  these  "  tumbled  home  "  so  as 
to  be  almost  level. 

In  the  cabin,  Harry  found  a  phonograph  which  was  advertised  to  sing 
his  favorite  "  The  Cat  Came  Back  " ;  and  he  persuaded  Mr.  Douglass  to  try 
it.  The  tutor's  face,  as  the  song  began,  lost  its  usual  quiet  expression,  and 
soon  he  grinned  quite  as  broadly  as  the  small  boy  Harry  had  sketched  at  the 
Fair.  Then  the  boys  paid  another  five  cents,  and  listened  to  a  lively  song 
called,  "Drill,  ye  tarriers,  drill" — wherein  were  introduced  sounds  of  blast- 
ing, the  singing,  the  orders  of  the  boss,  and  all  the  features  of  work  upon  a 
railway  excavation. 

But  they  wasted  only  a  few  minutes  in  the  cabin,  for  the  view  of  Chicago, 
as  the  boat  steamed  out,  was  well  worth  seeing.  A  few  rays  of  sunshine 
struggled  luridly  through  the  heavy  pall  of  dusky  smoke  that  drifted  over 

the  city.      Here  and  there  great  buildings  or  towers  rose  above  the  rest,  but 

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the  whole  effect  was  soft  and  hazy.      It  was  a  picture  of  the  city  that  was 
sure  to  remain  lons^  connected  in  their  minds  with  tlic  name  Chicago. 

The  trip  was  not  a  long  one,  but  Harry  found  time  to  pick  up  acquain- 
tance with  a  young  man  from  Indiana,  and  the  two  were  soon  pronouncing 


FISHING    FOR    TERCH    FROM    THE    BREAKWATER,   CHICAGO. 


words  for  each  other's  amusement.  He  found  Harry's  slighting  of  the  letter 
R  very  droll,  and  told  the  New  York  boy  that  iiis  mother  had  an  aunt  who 
was  "a  regular  Yankee,"  and  said,  "Why,  I  could  listen  to  her  talking  all 
day  ;  it  does  sound  so  queer  !  "  Harry  found  the  Indianian's  accent  quite  as 
strange,  and  said  it  reminded  him  of  peculiarities  he  had  noticed  in  the 
speech  of  Virginians. 

As  they  approached  the  long  pier  that  extended  out  from  tlu-  I'air 
Grounds,    Philip   began    to   hv.    uneasy. 

"What  's  the  row,  Phil?"  Harry  asked,  noticing  that  his  triend  was 
frowning  rather  fiercely;    "are   you   sorry  to  get  back?" 

"The  matter  is  this  camera.  I  've  got  to  take  it  through  the  grounds," 
Philip  replied. 

"  I  thought  you  had  a  permit  for  a  week,"  said  Harry. 

"  So  I  have,"  replied  Philip  ruefully  ;    "  but  it  is  at  the  hotel.      I  took  the 


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camera  along  this  morning,  hoping  that  tlie  weather  would  clear  up  so  I 
could  take  something  in  the  city  ;  and  I  've  been  lugging  it  about  all  day 
without  getting  anything  to  speak  of.  Now  here  I  am  with  no  way  to  get 
to  the  hotel  except  by  going  through  the  Fair,  and  I  have  n't  got  a  permit." 

"  Whew  !  "   Harry  whistled.      "  Two  dollars  out !  " 

But  when  Mr.  Douglass  came  up,  he  was  inclined  to  think  there  would 
be  no  trouble  about  the  camera. 

"  I  '11  tell  you  what  I  should  do,"  he  said.  "  Just  walk  along  boldly,  and 
if  any  one  stops  you,  tell   them  the  circumstances  and  then  face  the  music." 


REAT    FIRE    AT    CHICAGO,    OCTOBER,    187I. 


Just  as  Philip  was  going  through  the  gate,  one  of  the  ticket-takers  said, 
"  Say,  is  that  a  kodak  ?  " 

"Yes,"  said  Philip,  "it  is." 

"  Have  you  a  permit  for  it  ?  " 

"Yes,"  said  Philip,  "but  it  's  at  my  hotel.  It  's  good  for  a  week,  but  I 
did  n't  bring  it  to-day  "  ;  and  he  went  on  to  explain  just  how  matters  stood, 
offering  to  do  whatever  was  right.  "But,"  he  said,  "I  '11  tell  you  one  thing — 
I  don't  want  to  pay  two  dollars  just  to  carrv  this  camera  through  the  grounds 
on  a  cloudy  day  at  five  o'clock." 

"I  should  think  not!"  said  the  man,  laughing  good-humoredly.      "I  '11 


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THE    WHALEBACK 


find  the  inspector  and  see  what  he  says";*  and  he  walked  out  along  the 

dock.      In  a  few  moments  he  came  back  saying,  "  It  's  all  right ;  take  it  in. 

The  inspector  says  he  could  n't 
let  you  if  it  was  n'l  after  ibur 
o'clock.  You  won't  tr\  for  an\' 
pictures  ?  " 

"  No,"  said  Philip,  much 
relieved ;  and  away  he  went, 
feeling  that  honest)-  was  the 
best  policy. 

Walking  through  the  Court 
of  Honor  just  at  dusk,  they 
were  again  delighted  with  the 
appearance  of  the  buildings  in 
the  soft  evening  light.  The 
Peristyle  was  especially  artistic, 
for  they  saw  through  the  col- 
umns the  heavy,  curling  black 
smoke  of  the  "  Whaleback,"  as 

she  set  out  on  her  return  trip  to  the  city.     The  gilt  decorations  upon  grace- 
ful Machinery  Hall  shone  brightly,  and  they  had  to  stop  and  gaze  around 

them  with  renewed  delight. 

"Perhaps  it  is  just  as  well 

that  these  buildings  are  not  to 

be    permanent,"     Mr.  Douglass 

remarked,    as  they   walked   on. 

"  We  like  them  all  the  better  for 

knowing  that  they  are,  after  all, 

mere  bubbles  of  staff,  blown  to 

delight  the  eyes  for  a  little  while. 

The  architect  whom  we  met  on 

the  coach  saitl  to  mc  '.Sumebod)' 

hit   the   nail   on    the   head  when 

he    called   these    Pair  buildings 

an   architectural   spree  —  it  has 

been  a  bit  of  fun  for  the  archi- 
tects  to   show   in    plaster   what 

they   could   do   in   marble  ;    but 

why  can't  some  of  our  cities  make  a  similar  smaller  show  in  marble- 

an  ornamental  building  like  this  Peristyle,  around  a  harbor?'" 


TUK    WHAI-KRACK'.        LOWER    DECK. 


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When  they  asked  for  the  keys  of  their  rooms,  Mr.  Douglass  received 
also  a  letter.  "  /\h  !  "  he  said,  "  here  's  the  letter  from  your  father,  Harry. 
Come  up  into  my  room  and  we  will  read  it."     The  letter  was  as  follows: 

September  21,   1893. 

Dear  Mr.  Douglass:  When  I  telegraphed  this  morning,  I  was  afraid  you  would  think  it 
strange  vmless  I  promised  a  letter.  But  now  I  sit  down  to  write,  I  feel  there  is  little  to  add  to 
my  despatch.  I  know  Mr.  Farwell  will  arrange  business  details,  and  that  you  will  get  safely  to 
the  Fair.  I  am  sure  you  will  know  that  I  do  not  expect  you  to  feed  the  boys  on  useful  knowledge 
all  the  while  you  are  in  Chicago ;  but  I  should  like  Harry  to  look  carefully  after  two  things.  I 
would  like  him  to  see  the  railroad  exhibits,  and  to  see  the  papers  about  Columbus.  The  latter  is 
important,  because  there  will  never  be  so  good  a  collection  brought  together  again.  The  railroad 
exhibits  I  should  like  him  to  see,  because  I  wish  him  to  learn  what  an  amount  of  skill  and  learning 
has  gone  into  the  modern  railroad.  Perhaps  then  the  business  will  attract  him,  and  I  shall  expect 
him  to  take  it  up  when  I  must  resign.  .\s  for  Philip,  he  '11  learn  more  about  the  Fair  by  himsell 
than  any  one  can  teach  him. 

I  think  perhaps  a  fortnight  should  be  enough  to  spend  at  Chicago ;  but  as  to  that,  use  your 
own  discretion.  I  hope  that  all  three  of  you  will  enjoy  the  big  show,  and  I  'm  sure  you  will  be 
better  .Americans  for  having  seen  it. 

Tell  Harry  that  his  mother  and  I  are  well,  and  give  him  our  love.  With  warmest  regards  to 
Philip  and  best  \vishes  for  you  all,  I  am  your  obedient  servant,  Henry  Bl.ake. 

Mr.  James  Douglass. 

"That  's  just  what  I  thought,"  said  Harr)-.  "  He  wishes  me  to  get  into 
railroading,  and  that  is  one  reason  he  sent  me  here.  I  see  one  thing ;  I  have 
got  to  go  through  the  Convent  again.   I  hardly  looked  at  those  old  documents." 

"We  have  a  few  days  yet,"  said  Mr.  Douglass;  "we  will  certainly  go 
more  carefully  over  those  e.xhibits.  I  am  glad  to  hear  from  your  father, 
though  I  know  his  ideas  well  enough  to  have  been  very  sure  of  his  inten- 
tion. I  have  still  plenty  of  money,  but  I  think  that  two  weeks  will  be 
enoug-h  to  grive  to  the  E.xhibition.      One  could  not  e.xhaust  it  in  vears." 


THL    uhaleback:. 


CHAPTER   XIII 


Philip's  Day — Visits  tJie  Photographic  Dark-room — The  Fisheries  Build- 
ing—  Tlie  Aquaria — Fishing  Methods — The  Government  Building — 
The  Japanese    Tea-house. 

Wednesday  Philip  had  set  apart  on  his  schedule 
for  the  Fisheries  Building,  intending  to  spend  any 
spare  time  at  some  less  important  places  near  by. 
He  had  already  found  that  it  was  well  to  save  him- 
self what  bodily  fatigue  he  could,  and  so  he  took  a 
rolling-chair  almost  as  soon  as  he  entered  the  grounds, 
from  a  conical  tent  not  far  from  the  Pennsylvania  Railroad  exhibit.  The 
man  who  pushed  the  chair  told  Philip  he  was  from  Finland  ;  and  a  few 
attempts  to  converse  with  him  were  so  fruitless  that  Philip  gave  up  trying. 

He  went  first  to  the  photographic  room  where  he  had  left  a  roll  of  pic- 
tures to  be  developed.  Then,  after  making  the  usual  morning  call  for 
letters,  he  went  on  to  the  appointed  building.  On  the  way,  the  Finland 
guide  woke  up  enough  to  show  some  interest  in  photography,  asking  Philip, 
"Do  you  take  in  colors  the  pictures  yet?"  Philip  in  reply  gave  a  short 
account  of  the  state  of  (what  is  called)  color- photography,  and  the  Finland 
guide  was  probably  more  muddled  than  ever. 

Philip  had  once  or  twice  stepped  into  the  Fisheries  Building  belore,  but 
so  far  had  never  been  in  the  east  wing,  where  the  aquaria  were  situated;  so 
he  selected  this  part  as  a  beginning.  As  usual,  he  had  brought  his  camera, 
and  right  at  the  entrance  he  found  a  good  subject — a  young  man  who  was 
perched  upon  one  side  of  the  steps.  Philip  "took"  him,  and  then  set  him- 
self to  studying  the  decorations  of  the  outside  of  the  portico. 

The  pillars  supporting  the  arched  doorway  had  in  relief  upon  them  forms 
of  aquatic  life,  modeled   life-size    or    larger,  and    arranged   in   geometrical 


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patterns.  For  instance,  one  pillar  was  covered  with  frogs  arrangctl  in 
diajjonal  lines  crossin<>-  one  another  so  as  to  form  diamonds.  Others  in  the 
same  doorway  showed  turtles,  snakes  and  lily-leaves,  newts  and  crabs. 

Philip  also  saw  that  all  of  the  ornamental  work  about  the  building  was 
composed  in  the  same  way.  He  thought  it  amusing  in  a  temporary  build- 
ing, but  felt  sure  his  friend  the  architect  whom  they  met  on  the  Whaleback 
would  never  have  approved  of  the  decorations  if  applied  in  equal  prolusion 
to  a  permanent  building. 

Inside  the  aquarium  wing  he  found  a  circular  corridor  both  side  walls 
of  which  were  made  up  of  tanks  filled  either  with  salt  or  fresh  water.  To 
keep  this  water  fresh  and  wholesome  for  the  fish,  spurts  of  water  shot  down 
through  the  surface  from  above,  making  a  silvery  fountain  upside  down  at 
the  top  of  each  tank.  There  were  no  windows  in  the  corridor,  all  the  light 
coming  through  the  water  from  the  top  of  the  tanks.  This  arrangement 
made  that  part  of  the  building  rather  gloomy,  but  enabled  the  people  to  see 
the  fish  under  the  best  possible  conditions. 

The  people  seemed  to  enjoy  the  show  very  much,  and  had  none  ot  that 
bored  air  with  which  they  walked  around  some  e.xhibits  in  other  buildings. 
Each  acjuarium  was  like  a  show-case,  and  the  light  playing  upon  the  moving 
fish  cau.sed  them  to  glitter  and  shine.  Philip  heard  one  girl  exclaim  as  she 
entered,  "  Um  —  um!  How  lovely!  "and  wondered  for  the  hundredth  time 
at  the  queer  adjectives  girls  appl)-  to  what  pleases  them. 

The  building  was  jammed  full.  Judging  from  photographs  he  had  seen, 
Philip  was  sure  that  in  the  earlier  days  of  the  Exposition  there  was  a  better 

opportunity  for  examining  exhibits.  Now, 
everywhere  he  went,  there  were  such 
throngs  of  people  that  he  found  it  difficult 
to  use  his  note-l)ook.  E\ery  time  he  en- 
tered a  building,  he  found  his  camera  a 
burden  and  a  trouble;  but  no  sooner 
was  he  out  again  than  he  was  glad  he 
had  brought  it  with  him. 

Here  he  had  to  fall  into  line  it  he 
wished  to  make  any  progress  at  all. 
I'eople  would  gaze  upon  some  slab-sided, 
l)op-eyed  fish  until  they  entirel)'  forgot 
they  were  keeping  others  away.  Then 
the  crowd  would  move  forward  with  the 
gentle  force  of  a  glacier,  and  progress  would  begin  again. 

The  first  tanks  Philip  saw  held  various  sorts  of  bass,  sturgeon,  trout,  and 


CAl'ITAI.    IN    FISHERIES     DflLDINr.. 


THE    TANKS    OF    FISH 


173 


pike.     It  was  a  strange  sensation  to  see  the  fish  so  near,  and  so  confined 
that  they  could  not  dart  away.      It  gave  one  the  idea  that  swimming  in  the 


SKELETON    OF    A    WHALE. 


sea  was  not  so  very  different  from  flying  in  the  air,  except  that  a  bird  has  to 
keep  moving  or  descend,  whereas  the  fish  can  stop  where  he  pleases,  and 
hang  suspended  as  comfortably  as   Mahomet  in  his  coffin,  or  more  so. 

Other  fish  he  saw  were  the  sheepshead,  who  had  the  true  sheepish 
expression  ;  catfish,  with  their  odd  sparse  whiskers  ;  some  strangers  labeled 
"small-mouthed  buffaloes"  (Philip  wondered  how  it  would  sound  to  go  into 
a  restaurant  and  order  "a  fried  small-mouthed  buffalo,  please,  for  one"); 
something  that  was  written  down  in 
his  note-book  as  "  red-horse  " — but 
what  the  creatures  were  like,  and 
what  their  true  names  might  be,  Phi- 
lip had  no  recollection  at  all  when 
he  read  over  his  notes.  There  were, 
though,  some  whose  names  did  re- 
call exactly  their  appearance, —  the 
"  short-nosed  gars,"  for  instance, 
who   had   particularly  long  noses. 

The  tank  of  goldfish  was  really  'Tovely,"  for  as  one  approached  them 
the  light  shone  upon  them  as  brilliantly  as  if  they  had  been  sunset  clouds. 
One  visitor  was  so  impressed  with  this  fine  display  that  he  remarked  with 
more  feeling  than  logic,    "  It  is  wonderful  what  human  flesh  can  do  when 


FLVING-FISli. 


174 


IIARRV    AMJ    I'llILir    AT    THE    FAIR 


they  put  their  heads  together !  "  Philip  laughed  at  this,  and  after  having 
had  his  elbow  joggled  four  or  five  times,  succeeded  in  writing  it  down  so 
that  he  hoped   he  could  tell   Harry  about  it. 


A  fishing-boat:  group  in  government  building. 
The  nearer  fisherman  has  woolen  rings  upon  his  hands  to  protect  them  from  the  line. 

Harry  and  Mr.  Douglass  were  at  the  other  end  of  the  grounds;  for 
Harry,  in  view  of  his  father's  letter,  felt  that  he  ought  to  go  through  the 
little  con\ent,  and  Mr.  Douglass  found  that  end  of  the  Fair  full  of  interest. 

It  was  oppressively  warm  in  the  Msheries  Building,  and  Philip,  often 
over-prudent,  had  carried  his  overcoat  with  him.  He  had  heard  so  much 
before  coming  to  Chicago  of  the  "cold  breezes  from  the  lake,"  that  he 
hardly  dared  to  enter  the  grounds  without  some  protection.  .\l  tu'si  ilic  coal 
was  light  enough,  but  as  time  went  on  it  seemed  that  each  moment  dropped 
a  leaden  bullet  into  <Mie  of  the  pockets,  and  his  arms  ached  though  he 
changed  the  burden  continually  from  one  to  the  other.  His  camera  he 
made  use  of  as  a  desk,  fastening  his  note-book  to  the  top  of  it  by  putting  a 
rubber  band  around  one  end,  but  the  coat  became  a  great  nuisance  before 
the  tour  was  finished. 

In  one  tank  he  saw  a  queer  turtle  who.se  flippers  were  so  broad  that  they 
reminded  Philip  of  four  fans  on  the  ends  of  a  frog's  "arms"  and  legs.      The 


SALT-WATER    FISH 


175 


sand-pike,  the  golden  ide  ("A  queer  way  to  spell  it!  "  said  an  old  lady),  and 
the  Missouri  catfish  occupied  more  tanks,  and  claimed  Philip's  attention  in 
their  order.  The  last  tank  ot  the  outside  row  was  filled  with  minnows, — 
such  as  boys  call  "shiners," — and  reminded  him  of  a  bio-  bait-box. 

Then  came  salt-water  fish,  and  the  change  in  the  color  and  clearness  of 
the  water  was  very  noticeable.  It  was  much  harder  to  see  the  fish,  and  when 
they  scooted  off  to  the  other  side  of  the  tank,  they  were  lost  to  view.  The 
lobsters  had  a  sort  of  pile  of  rocks  to  which  they  clung  fast,  and  the  crabs  also 
seemed  disinclined  to  move  about.     When  he  came  to  a  tank  labeled  "sea- 


MODEL    OF    A    GROCP    OF     INDIAN     METAL-WORKERS,     IN     THE    GOVERNMENT    BLILDING. 

robins,"  it  was  some  time  before  Philip  could  see  why  the  queer  little  fish 
were  so  called.  At  last,  when  one  came  near,  he  noticed  a  red  spot  beside 
its  head,  and  concluded  that  this  accounted  for  the  name.  One  of  the  odd- 
est specimens  he  saw  was  called  the  "paddle-fish."  It  had  a  long  flat  nose 
extending  out  flat  forward  —  probably  it  was  used  by  the  fish  as  a  sort  of 
shovel  to  stir  up  the  sandy  or  muddy  ground  where  its  food  was  found. 

Philip  wondered  what  the  fish  thought  of  their  queer  situation.  Instead 
of  having  the  whole  ocean  to  roam  through,  they  found  themselves  in  narrow 
quarters  around  which  great  animals  with  staring  eyes  pressed  continually. 


176 


HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


They  did  not  seem  at  all  frightened,  and  had  probably  given  up  their  situation 
as  a  problem  the  solution  of  which  was  not  meant  for  them  to  know.  At 
least  they  must  have  found  some  satisfaction  in  the  absence  of  the  enemies 


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AlUDEL    OF    AN     INDIAN    WARRIOR  I      GOVERNMENT    BUILDING. 


who  usually  chased  them  about  without  regard  for  Sundays  or  holidays. 
Philip,  who  was  of  a  speculative  turn  of  mind,  wondered  how  it  would  seem 
to  men  if  lions  and  tigers  might  at  any  moment  come  around  the  corner  to 
devour  them.  He  hoped  that  the  fish  were  less  sensitive,  or  he  was  sure 
their  li\es  in  the  ocean  would  be  so  unbearable  that  they  would  commit 
suicide  by  leaping  out  on  shore. 

•'  Tlicni  's  catfish." 

■■  CJh,  no,  they  ain't." 

"  1  tell  you,  they  be." 

"  Wal,  I  guess  not." 

"  Wal,  I  guess  yes." 

"  Oh,  )'OU  go  'way  ;    I  guess  I  know  !  " 


THE  SHARK  AXD  REMORAS 


177 


The  scientific  discussion  given  above  had  proceeded  no  further  when  a 
cooler-headed  member  of  the  party  pointed  with  a  peace-making  finger  to 
the  label,  which  read  "Catfish,"  as  plain  as  print.  Hoping  that  these  visitors' 
knowledge  of  fishes  had  been  improved  by  this  little  difference  of  opinion, 
Philip  found  that  he  had  exhausted  the  contents  of  the  outer  corridor,  and 
went  into  the  middle,  where  he  found  a  rockwork  fountain  surrounded  by  a 
pool  full  of  other  fish.  He  went  around  the  tanks  seen  from  the  middle  of 
the  building  with  the  same  care  he  had  given  to  those  outside,  and  found 
plenty  to  pay  him  for  the  trouble. 

In  one  compartment  were  several  sharks,  and  affixed  to  one  of  the 
sharks  were  two  of  those  fishes  called  "remoras,"  who  have  upon  their  heads 
a  sort  of  sucker  that  can   be  used   to  hold   them  to  any  smooth   surface. 


MODEL    OF    A    GROUP    OF    ZUNIS  :      GOVERNMENT    BUILDING. 


Philip  remembered  reading  that  the  ancients  thought  these  fish  could  stop 
even  a  large  galley.  He  had  always  regarded  the  statement  as  a  wild  yarn 
ot  antique  romancers,  but  he  was  glad  to  see  just  how  the  remora  applied 
himself  to  his  vocation.  The  shark  was  unable  to  get  at  his  unwelcome 
guests,  and  there  were  two  of  them,  each  more  than  half  as  long  as  his  host. 


178 


HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


Philip  said  to  himself  that  it  was  a  shame,  and  tlicn  he  happened  to  tliink 
that  it  was  not  necessary  to  be  very  sorry  for  sharks  —  which  are  not  a  kindly 
race.     What  the  remora  had  to  gain  by  this  attachment  he  could  n't  exactly 


AKMV    WAtiONS,    WAR     DEPARTM 


\  KKN.MtNT     DLILDING. 


see,  unless  it  was  mere  transportation  from  place  to  place.  Possibly  the 
shark  would  leave  something  of  every  meal,  and  then  the  remoras  would 
dine  at  the  second  table.  It  was  as  if  a  banker  should  have  two  professional 
beggars  sit  upon  his  shoulders,  and  pick  up  the  odd  change  that  he  did  n't 
look  sharpl)-  after. 

The  ne.xt  remarkable  lish  that  attracted  his  eye  —  ur  rather,  repelled  it — 
was  the  file-fish.  This  creature,  if  it  was  the  file-fi.sh,  had  a  strong  family 
resemblance  to  an  unequally  cooked  and  lumpy  liuckwheat  cake,  and  was 
hardly  thicker.  It  was  an  animated  pancake  swimming  edge  up.  But  what 
interested  Philip  was  its  method  of  propulsion.  Along  its  back  ran  a  fin  for 
nearly  the  fish's  whole  length,  and  this  fin  waved  in  a  curving  line  like  the 
path  of  a  serpent.  Philip  had  lieard  Harr)-  wonder  wh)-  ships  were  not  pro- 
pelled by  some  such  device,  and  he  resolved  to  tell  his  cousin  that  Nature 
was  ahead  of  him  in  using  that  means  of  going  through  the  water. 

Then  Philij)  walked  along  the  curving  corridor  with  ornamented  columns 


THE    MAIN'    BUILDING 


179 


that  led  to  the  main  building.  Just  as  he  entered  this  part  of  the  central 
hall,  he  saw  a  clever  bit  of  advertising.  It  was  headed,  "  They  say  it 's  hot 
in  Southern  California,"  and  below  was  a  statement  of  the  daily  temperature 
contrasted  with  that  of  Chicago.  For  that  day  the  California  temperature 
was  67°  as  contrasted  with  Chicago's  '/2)°- 


GUNS,     TORPEDOES,     AND    FLAGS  :      GOVERNMENT    BUILDING. 


Philip  did  not  find  this  main  building  as  interesting  as  the  aquarium  part. 
There  were  many  models  of  fish,  but  they  seemed  very  tame  after  the  live 
ones.  In  the  Netherlands  exhibit  (as,  indeed,  in  most  of  them)  was  a  model 
fishing-boat,  but  Philip  did  not  know  enough  entirely  to  comprehend  the 
purpose  of  the  different  devices  shown,  so  he  gave  them  only  a  glance.  The 
exhibits  of  nets  were  likewise  of  small  interest  to  him,  though  a  fisherman 
would,  no  doubt,  have  been  lone  entaneled  in  their  meshes. 

The  red  disk  on  a  white  field  that  again  marked  the  Japanese  show 
promised  him  more  entertainment,  and  he  entered  the  inclosure.  Here  he 
found  several  fine  little  models,  the  most  novel  being  that  displaying  the 
method  of  fishing  with  cormorants.  A  little  boat  full  of  fishermen  was  upon 
the  painted  waves,  and  in  the  bow  was  a  torch  made  of  an  iron  basket 
wherein  flamed  some  material  that  had  been  soaked  in  oil.      In  the  model 


THE    world's     fair     POST-OFFICF:  :      GOVERNMENT    BITLDING. 


AN     01.I>-FASHI0N1£U     MAll.-COACII  :      COVKKNMFNT     IHII  I>ING. 


**  FURTHEST    NORTH  "  :     GOVERNMENT    BUILDING. 


this  was  represented  by  dyed  wool.  Each  fisherman  held  in  his  hand  a  cord 
fastened  to  a  ring  fixed  tightly  around  a  bird's  neck.  The  birds  were  swim- 
ming about  and  diving  for  fish.  When  a  fish  was  caught,  the  bird  was 
hauled  in,  deprived  of  his  prey,  and  sent  out  to  try  again. 

There  were  in  cases  different  kinds  of  fish-hooks,  twisted  and  turned  into 
all  European  shapes,  besides  some  eccentric  ones  of  their  own,  spoons  and 
other  devices  for  trolling,  snells  and  lines,  not  very  different  from  those  used 
in  America  and  Europe.  Their  sail-boats  differed,  however,  from  ours  in 
the  way  the  sails  were  made.  Instead  of  being  in  one  piece,  the  sails  were 
in  perpendicular  strips  fastened  together  by  a  network  of  cords  so  as  to 
leave  open  spaces. 

Philip  saw  a  young  Japanese  (he  looked  )-oung,  but  may  have  been 
fitty)  who  was  eating  lunch  in  a  corner  of  the  room,  and  asked  him  the 
reason  of  this  arrangement.  "To  hold  wind  less,"  he  said;  but  the 
American  boy  was  not  quite  satisfied,  for  he  could  not  see  why  a  smaller  sail 
would  not  meet  the  same  need.  He  thought  it  more  likely  that  the  sails 
were  so  made  in  order  to  stow  away  more  easily.  The  Japanese  boy  saw 
nothing  queer  in  the  boats,  but  Philip's  camera  was  to  him  a  great  wonder, 
and  he  politely  asked  an  explanation  of  its  working.     This  Philip  gave,  and 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


took  the  little  Jap's  picture  in  the  course  of  his  lecture  on  cameras.  He 
also  gave  the  foreigner  a  memorandum  of  the  name  and  price  of  the  camera, 
whereupon  courteous  Japan  presented  a  catalogue  of  the  exhibit  and  a 
business  card. 

In  the  main  hall  the  State  of  Washington  had  hung-  an  enormous 
"humpbacked  whale"  skeleton  nearly  forty-eight  feet  long,  and  showed  the 
jaws  of  another   as   a  gateway  to   its   inclosure.      Norway   showed    great 


THE    BIG    TREE ;    GOVERNMENT    BUILDING. 


harpoons  and  guns  to  project  them.  Baltimore,  Ireland  (a  critical  passer-by 
said,  "  How  very  Irish  to  have  a  Baltimore  in  Ireland!"),  showed  a  model 
fishing-school,  a  set  of  tiny  buildings  with  little  dolls  at  work  making  nets. 
The  dolls'  idiotic  faces  took  away  all  likeness  of  the  exhibit  to  nature ;  and 
Philip,  just  from  the  tiny  Japanese  fishermen,  so  perfectly  modeled,  thought 
the  difference  spoke  strongly  in  proof  of  the  artistic  sense  of  Japan. 

Philip  examined  the  models  of  German  fishing-craft,  and  was  particu- 
larly curious  to  know  about  a  small  boat  moored  to  a  tin\'  tree,  one  of  three 
trunks  below  the  surface  of  the  water.      He  consulted  the  label,  and  found 


Philip's  conclusion  183 

out  that  this  was  a  "Miesimischelzucht  in  der  Kieler  Bucht"  and  with  that 
information  written  down  carefully  he  departed,  satisfied  to  wait  until  he  had 
more  time  and  a  German  dictionary. 


ORDNANCE    DEPARTMENT,    UNITED    STATES    ARMY. 


More  netting  exhibits — "strings  and  things"  —  did  not  long  delay 
Philip,  who  had  caught  sight  of  the  space  covered  with  green  cloth  where- 
Gloucester,  Massachusetts,  had  arranged  her  boats  and  buildings  so  that  one 
could  understand  how  they  contributed  to  the  comfort  of  mankind  and  them- 
selves. A  lobster-packing  house  had  made  the  same  attempt  to  inform  the 
world  just  how  the  poor  lobster  came  to  be  caught,  canned,  and  sent  to 
table ;  but  here  some  cheap  dolls  again  marred  the  effect  of  the  well- 
made  apparatus. 

North  Carolina  showed  a  "rush  camp,"  a  round  hut  of  rushes  in  which 
had  been  put  the  proper  fittings  to  show  what  accommodations  their  fisher- 
men made  for  themselves.  Mexico  had  a  display  that  may  have  been  worth 
seeing,  but  Philip  noticed  the  fence  only,  which  was  a  clever  bit  of  work. 
As  he  left  the  Fisheries  Building,  he  felt  that,  like  the  others,  its  display 
was  too  good  and  too  full  to  be  appreciated  by  any  but  experts  —  for  whom, 
probably,  it  was  especially  prepared. 


MAIL-SLEDGE     AND     DOGS  :     GOVERNMENT    BUILUING. 


He  felt  sure  that  every  man  or  boy  who  went  to  the  Fair  saw  some  de- 
vice or  method  that  he  would  either  adopt  or  improve  in  his  own  work. 
With  a  people  so  quick  of  apprehension  and  so  inventive  as  Americans,  the 
benefits  arising  from  the  World's  Fair  must  be  beyond  exaggeration. 

After  leaving  the  Fisheries,  Philip  made  up  his  mind  to  give  the  Govern- 
ment Building  a  good  two  hours  of  his  day.  He  had  passed  through  it 
several  times,  but  he  had  never  examined  thoroughly  the  guns  and  w-ax 
Indians  and  mail-wagons  which  seemed  especially  provided  for  the  delight 
of  boys.     Now  he  was  glad  that  he  had  saved  up  the  pleasure. 

The  Government  Building  was  as  crowded  as  the  Fisheries  had  been, 
but  Philip  pressed  slowly  along,  catching  sight  first  of  a  fishing-boat  and  the 
figures  of  two  men  in  it  arranging  their  shad-nets.  The  Patent-office  ex- 
hibit, wliich  he  had  promised  himself  much  jov  in  looking  o\er.  he  found 
almost  too  confusing,  as  had  Harry  bifore  him.  So  he  passed  quickly 
through  this  section  and  reached  the  exhibit  of  the  Post-office  Department, 
where  one  could  see  at  a  glance  every  possible  way  of  carrying  the  mail, 
from  an  old  stage-coach  to  the  latest  mail-car. 

The  Smithsonian  Institution  and  the  Ordnance  Department  of  the 
United    .States   .\rm\'   exhibited   what    Philiii   felt   were   really   just  the   most 


THE    JAPANESE    TEA-HOUSE 


l8: 


interesting  things  he  had  seen  in  the  whole  Pair.  The  groups  of  wax  In- 
dians, the  great  guns,  the  arm)-wagons,  and  the  dog-sledges  were  sur- 
rounded by  groups  of  delighted  people  of  all  ages. 

Then  Philip  decided  that  he  would  go  to  the  Japanese  tea-house,  taking 
in  the  beautiful  model  Japanese  house  on  the  Wooded  Island.  He  found  the 
model  house,  but  it  took  him  fully  twenty  minutes  to  find  the  tea-house, 
with  four  consultations  of  his  map  ;  and  while  seeking  it  he  saw  the  Brazilian 
Building  for  the  first  time,  although  he  must  have  passed  it  again  and  again. 
This  will  give  some  idea  of  the  size  of  the  Fair,  for  that  building  is  140  feet 
high,  148  feet  long,  and  of  equal  width. 

In  the  Japanese  tea-house  Philip  sat  upon  a  wicker  stool,  and  received  a 
cup  of  "ceremonial  tea,"  a  half-pound  of  the  tea,  a  wafer,  some  sweetmeats, 
a  souvenir,  and  elaborate  courtesy.  He  also  received  a  ticket  entitling  him  to 
enter  the  tea-houses  where  the  cheaper  tea  was  served.  After  a  long  rest 
within  this  pretty  inclosure,  Philip  took  the  electric  launch  to  the  southern 
part  of  the  park,  where  he  wandered  about,  taking  an  occasional  snap-shot, 
until  he  felt  his  legs  would  no  longer  submit  to  be  imposed  upon.  He  went 
home  very  weary :   but  he  was  getting"  used  to  that. 


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[!<:,    PMCEMX         ON     THE    WOODED    ISLAND. 


PORTRAIT    OF    COLUMBUS,    BY    LORENZO    LOTTO,    X513. 

In  the  Convent  of  Ijl  Rdbida.    Lent  by  James  W.  Etlsworth. 


CHAPTER   XIV 

TJie  Convent  of  la  Rdbida  —  Old  Books  and  Charts — Paintings — A  For- 
tjiJiate  Glimpse  of  the  ''Santa  Maria" — Portraits  of  Cohtmbus — The 
Cliff-Diuellcrs  —  Cheap  Souvenirs — World's  Fairs  in  Gejierai. 


AN    ANCIENT    CARAVEL. 


As  has  been  said,  Harry  and  Mr.  Douglass  set  out 
for  the  Convent  of  Santa  Maria  de  la  Rabida,  which 
means  "  Blessed  Mary  of  the  Frontier,"  according  to 
the  wise  men  who  write  guide-books.  Appropriately 
built  upon  a  point  of  land,  it  was  surrounded  by  green 
turf  to  the  shore,  where  pointed  rocks  made  an  irregular 
wall.  Even  to  one  coming  through  the  Court  of 
Honor  —  an  architectural  display  unequaled  —  the  quiet 
little  convent  presented  an  aspect  of  quaint  simplicity 
that  was  full  of  dignified  repose.  Its  plain  walls  and  low- 
pitched  roof  were  relieved  only  by  two  features  that  broke  the  sky-line,  a 
tower  and  a  belfry.  Probably  its  designers  thought  little  or  nothing  of 
architectural  beauty,  and  had  attained  their  object  when  they  had  made  an 
inclosed  court  surrounded  by  small  rooms,  with  one  or  two  large  enough 
for  a  refectory  and  chapel. 

Entering  a  narrow  doorway  at  the  back,  Mr.  Douglass  and  Harry  found 
themselves  in  a  large  hall,  which  was  no  doubt  the  chapel  of  the  original 
building.  To  their  right  was  the  place  where  the  altar  had  stood,  but  in 
the  model  this  inclosure  contained  pictures  on  the  walls.  They  were  very  old, 
no  doubt ;  but  when  a  Columbian  guard  told  an  inquirer  that  they  were 
"more  than  a  thousand  j-ears,  I  guess,"  Mr.  Douglass  and  Harry  concluded 
that  the  guard's  uniform  was  no  guaranty  of  his  knowledge. 

In  the  front  of  this  chancel  was  an  easel  sustaining  a  frame  that  protected 
the  commission  authorizing  Christopher  Columbus  to  go  and  see  what  he 

could   find.     A   placard   requested    "gentlemen    to  remove   their   hats,"   as 

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>■ 


ife--  .. 


-'^s^j/qk:^^ 


IHE    UKIGINAL    CONVENT    OF    LA     rXbIDA,    IN    SPAIN. 

Philip  had  said;  but  the  American 
pubHc  had  made  up  its  mind  to 
disregard  this  inscription.  Mr. 
Dousjlass  said  to  Harry,  in  a  low 
tone,  "  I  can  see  no  reason  for 
removing  one's  hat  to  a  piece  of 
paper  with  ink  on  it.  One  can 
show  a  proper  respect  and  appre- 
ciation for  a  relic  without  llunkeyism."  And  Harry  quite  agreed  with  him. 
The  commission  was  a  bit  of  brown  parchment  written  in  a  crabbed 
hand,  probably  by  some  court  copyist ;  and  not  even  the  signatures  were  in- 
telligible. Moving  onward  through  the  crush  of  peo|)le,  they  came  next  to 
the  west  wall,  where  there  was  a  glass  case  containing  the  rarest  ancient 
treatises  upon  geographical  matters.  There  were  twenty  or  thirty  in  tlie 
case,  some  ornamented  with  woodcuts;  but  though  Harry  had  come  with 
the  best  of  intentions  to  study  the  exhibits  carefully,  he  could  do  nothing  but 
gaze  wonderingly  at  the  type,  saying  to  himself,  "This  is  an  old,  old  book. 
Columbus  may  have  read  it.  Here 's  another.  What  a  queer  picture!  "  At 
length  he  said  to  Mr.  Douglass: 

"What  do  you  make  of  them,  Mr.  Douglass?" 

"Very  little,  I  must  confess,"  said  the  tutor.  "One  has  to  read  such 
books  to  learn  how  much  w-heat  there  is  amid  the  chaff  of  fable,  foil)-,  and 
guesswork.     Even  if  I  could  read  all  the  languages,  I  could  get  little  from  the 


THE    CONVENT    OF    LA    RABIDA 


189 


two  pages  which  are  all  the)'  can  show.  All  )-ou  can  do  now,  Harry,  is  to 
get  a  good  idea  of  what  these  old  books  and  charts  are  like.  Perhaps  we 
can  buy  a  catalogue  which  will  give  us  translations  of  some  parts  of  the 
books  and  of  the  letters  that  are  also  shown  here." 

"What  can  one  learn  from  these  old  books?"  asked  Harry.  "Surely 
there  is  nothing  in  them  that  we  don't  know  about." 

"No,  of  course  there  is  n't,"  said  the  tutor.  "We  can  only  take  an  inter- 
est in  them  as  showing  the  beginning  of  events  that  have  resulted  so  won- 


THE     CON\'EN'T    OF     LA     rXbIDA    AT     THE     FAIR. 


derfully.  It  is  also  true  that  now  and  then  we  find  a  sentence  throwing 
light  upon  how  men  did  things  in  old  times.  But  it  is  rather  as  a  matter  of 
curiosity  than  of  learning  that  these  relics  are  studied." 

Upon  the  west  wall  was  a  v-ery  large  painting  showing  the  "  Landing." 
It  represented  Columbus,  just  after  he  had  stepped  ashore,  raising  his  eyes 
upward  in  thanksgiving  for  his  success.  The  men  in  the  boat  seemed  to 
show  curiosity  and  enjoyment  rather  than  piety.  The  painting  was  not  re- 
markable e.xcept  that  the  expression  upon  the  discoverer's  face  was  well 
rendered. 

At  the  left  of  the  picture  the  original  anchor  of  the  wrecked  "Santa  Maria" 


leaned  against  the  wall. 


Both  flukes  were  gone. 


Mr.  Douorlass  felt  a  little 


CELL    OF    THE    PRIOR    MARCHENA    IN    THE    ORIGINAL    CONVENT, —  THE    "COLUMBUS    ROOM        IN    THE    MODEL    AT    THE    FAIR. 


doubtful  of  the  genuineness  of  this  relic,  but  was  willing"  to  be  convincetl. 
There  seemed  to  be  no  proof  that  the  anchor  belonged  to  the  old  caravel ; 
but,  on  the  other  hand,  it  was  found  where  her  anchor  might  have  been,  and 
it  was  pleasant  to  believe  that  it  might  be  the  very  piece  of  iron  upon  which 
the  liand  ot  the  discoverer  had  often  rested. 

Mr.  Douglass  asked  a  young  man  who  was  selling  catalogues  whether 
he  had  n't  one  telling  just  what  letters  and  papers  were  in  the  building ; 
but,  to  the  tutor's  disappointment,  the  catalogues  of  the  old  manuscripts 
were  all  sold.  There  were  a  number  of  old  paintings  around  the  walls,  but 
after  examining  a  few,  Mr.  Douglass  advised  Harry  not  to  waste  much  time 
over  them,  as  their  connection  with  Columbus  was  rather  remote. 

Going   up   the   narrow   stairway,   they  came  out   upon  a  corridor   that 

looked  upon  the  open  court  through  graceful  arches  ;   and  from  this  corritlor 

opened  small  square  rooms — originally  the  monks'  cells.      Tin;  doors  were  as 

plain  as  possible,  and  each  had  a  latch  lifted  by  a  string  coming  out  through 

a  hole  in   the  door ;   the  windows  were  small   and   square,   embrasured,   or 

sunk,  into  the   thick  walls. 

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THE    CONVENT    OF    LA    RABIDA 


191 


Various  relics  were  hung  at  every  point, 
either  along  the  corridor  or  in  the  cells.  Many 
of  them  were  queer  drawings  or  paintings, 
meant  to  show  the  manners  and  customs  of 
the  Indians ;  others  were  charts  and  maps, 
some  earlier  than  Columbus  and  others  later. 

At  one  place  Harry  suddenly  stopped  and 
pointed  delightedly  out  of  the  little  window. 

"  See  !  "  he  cried.    "  Is  n't  that  just  right  ?  " 

Mr.  Douglass  turned,  and  gazing  through 
the  little  opening  saw  the  "Santa  Maria" 
lying  near  the  wharf  opposite. 

"It  makes  one  feel  as  if  he  were  back  four 
hundred  years,"  said  the  tutor,  quite  as  much 
delighted  with  this  fortunate  view  as  Harry 
was.  "  Looking  through  this  little  window,  we 
see  nothing  of  the  crowd,  and  are  all  alone  with 
the  convent  and  the  caravel." 

They  were  most  interested  in  the  "  Colum- 
bus Room,"  which  occupied  the  place  of  the 
cell  where  lodged  the  monk  who  became  inter- 
ested in  the  man  with  a  theory.  There  were 
dozens  of  portraits  of  Columbus,  and  they  cer- 
tainly gave  one  plenty  of  choice.  Broad-faced, 
narrow-faced,  round,  oval,  bearded,  or  smooth, 
the  great  discoverer  might  well  have  been 
puzzled  to  know  which  was  his  likeness. 
People's  remarks  were  droll  enough. 

One  young  woman  who  had  been  critically 
scrutinizing  the  array  of  "  Columbuses,  various," 
finally  stopped  delightedly  before  a  large  por- 
trait and  exclaimed : 

"  Oh  [—that 's  more  like  him  !  " 

Harry  longed  to  ask  how  she  knew  that, 
but  concluded  it  would  get  him  into  trouble. 
Harry  himself  had  no  choice.  He  felt  just  as 
another  critical  visitor  did.  This  was  a  young 
man  in  a  broad  felt  hat,  who  sailed  around  the 
room,  and  left  with  the  parting  remark  : 

"  There  is  n't  one  of  them  that  looks  alike  !  " 


HOUSE     IN    GENOA    SAID    TO     BE    THE     BIRTH- 
PLACE   OF    COLUMBUS. 


192  HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAn< 

Mr.  Douglass  and  Harry  spent  a  long  morning  in  the  convent,  but  Harry 
wearied  of  it.  He  tried  to  be  interested,  for  he  wished  to  please  his  father ; 
but  he  could  n't  find  anything  to  take  hold  of  in  making  a  beginning.  Still, 
b)'  sitting  quietly  in  the  rooms  and  corridors,  the  boy,  without  realizing  it. 
carried  away  a  perfectly  clear  idea  of  the  old  convent,  its  arrangement,  how 
Columbus  must  have  been  lodged  and  entertained,  what  the  old  documents 
were  like,  and  how  much  modern  maps  differed  from  the  rude  charts  of  the 
Middle  Ages. 

He  told  Mr.  Douglass  that  he  could  n't  make  much  of  it ;  but  the  tutor 
consoled  him. 

"  You  never  know  how  much  you  have  learned  until  long  after  you  've 
studied  and  gone  past  a  subject,"  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "  Some  day  you  "11 
read  more  about  this  old  building  and  its  documents,  and  then  you  '11  find  a 
peg  to  hang  the  knowledge  upon.  Have  you  ever  seen  a  negro  minstrel  try 
to  hanof  his  hat  on  a  wall  where  there  is  no  hook  ?  " 

Harry  laughed,  and  said  he  had. 

"  That  is  what  people  must  do  who  have  no  general  ideas  to  hang  partic- 
ular bits  of  information  upon.  Now,  in  this  case  you  would  be  surprised 
to  see  how  much  \ou  know  about  Columbus  compared  witli  what  you  knew 
before  you  came  to  this  Fair.  I  won't  bother  you  now  to  review  it ;  but  some 
day,  when  we  are  studying  again,  I  '11  let  )-ou  note  down  the  facts  about 
Columbus  that  you  learned  at  the  World's  Fair.  " 

"Thank  you,"  said  Harry,  smiling. 

"  You  '11  like  to  do  it,"  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "  You  '11  see.  Now  let  us  take 
something  a  little  simpler.  I  hear  that  the  Clift-Dwellers  exhibit  is  really 
good.      Suppose  we  go  over  there  ?  " 

Harry  was  very  glad  to  agree,  and  they  walked  still  further  southward 
past  the  Anthropological  Hall  and  the  Forestry  Building. — a  most  interesting 
place,  where  none  of  them  had  yet  been, — and  came  to  the  curious  imitation 
of  a  great  cliff  which  gave  room  to  the  Cliff-Dwellers  museum  and  models. 

Here  they  found  that  there  were  guides  to  go  about  and  explain  the 
different  parts  of  the  show.  They  followed  one  of  them  ior  a  while,  but 
found  that  he  talked  so  fast  and  paused  so  short  a  time  in  an\  place  that 
they  could  hear  and  see  little. 

Starting  out  upon  their  own  account,  they  looked  first  at  models  built  into 
the  sides  of  the  imitation  rock, — for  they  were  inside  a  great  structure  diml\- 
lighted,  and  looking  like  a  great  cavern,  —  showing  that  the  "  villages"  were 
really  a  collection  of  rooms  made  by  erecting  walls  from  fioor  to  root  of  a 
cleft  in  the  cliff. 

Then  they  went  into  the  museum,  and  saw  relics  of  the  strange  people 


194 


HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


of  whom  lillle  is  known.  Some  believe  there  are  no  remnants  of  these 
Indian  tribes  of  the  Southwest.  Others  think  the  Pueblos  are  the  same  or 
a  closely  connected  people. 

There  were  in  the  cases  bits  of  sandals  woven  of  cord,  cloth  remnants, 
some  as  finely  woven  as  canvas;  bits  of  bones,  scooped  out  into  spoons  or 
sharpened  and   faced  for  needles ;    bits  of  straw   hats,  large 
stone  mortars  for  grinding  corn,  the  corn  itself  in  jars   and 
^^   corn-cobs,   and   even   skeletons,  skulls,  and  mummies  in  a  fair 
A  LAMP.  state  of  preservation.     The  skulls  were    finely  developed   in 

Iront,  but  nearly  all  flattened  at  the  back.  The  skull  of  a  Cree  Indian  was 
set  in  the  case,  in  order  to  show  how  much  finer  were  the  foreheads  of  the 
Cliff-Dwellers.  Harry  was  especially  pleased  to  find  a  little  bear  made 
out  of  pottery, —  a  tiny  little  thing  that  was  probably  a  toy.  He  made  a 
sketch   of  it. 

Going  into  another  part  of  the  cavern-like  structure,  they  saw  some 
oil-paintings  of  the  original  rocks  and  dwellings  from  which  these  relics 
were  taken.  In  yet  another  compartment  were  some 
of  the  donkeys  used  by  the  exploring  party,  and  young  *-^;^^ 
girls  and  children  took  rides  upon  their  backs.  ^^ 

Harry  was  standing  just  at  the  heels  of  one  of 
these  little  gray  beasts  of  burden  when  a  gentleman  of  an  incjuiring  turn 
of  mind  asked,  "Does  he  kick?"  at  the  same  time  pinching  the  donkey 
to  see.  Luckily  for  Harry,  the  donkey  did  n't  kick,  or  there  might  have 
been  a  new  mummy  added  to  the  collection  in  tiie  museum. 

Another  place  was  set  apart  for  full-size  models 
of  the  houses,  and  it  was  curious  to  see  how  the 
walls  surrounded  a  sort  of  fireplace.  The  Cliff- 
Dwellers  apparently  slept  in  stone  l)unks  cut  in 
the  rock,  for  there  were  several  of  these  mineral 
L/^  SH'         \.         sofas  around  the  walls. 

^  L^  \  "^   path   here  and  thc;re  led  up  out  of  the  in- 

terior to  the  surface  of  the  imitation  clitf,  and  many 
people  went  clambering  up  and  down  these  strange 
highways,  clinging  to  ropes  that  had  been  fastened  along  the  sides." 

Now  and  then  the  lecturing  guide  would  come  near  enough  to 
let  Mr.  Douglass  and  Harry  hear  part  of  his  explanation.  He  spoke 
of  the  deep  wells  that  supplied  the  dwellers  with  water:  of  the  narrow 
trails  that  made  the  settlements  inaccessible  to  the  hostile  tribes  that 
drove  this  people  from  the  fertile  plains  up  into  these  rocky  forts  ;  of  the 
lamps   and  the  cooking-utensils:    but   all  at  such  lightning-e.xpress  speed 


HARRV  S    RESTORATION     OF    A    CLIFF- 
UWELLER. 


THE    CLIFF-DWELLERS 


195 


that  Harry  could  find  out  nearly  as  much  by  examining  the  objects  for 
himself. 

When  they  came  out,  Harry  was  amused  to  see  that  even  the  turnstile 
was  made  of  rough  logs,  to  be  in  keeping  with  its  surroundings. 

As  Mr.  Douglass  intended  to  go  out  to  see  a  procession  of  boats  in  the 


THE    CLIFF-DWELLERS      MOL'ND. 


evening,  they  went  home  early.  On  their  way  they  passed  the  Alaskan 
totem-pole  settlement,  but  concluded  not  to  make  their  way  through  the 
press  in  order  to  get  into  the  hut  where  souvenirs  were  on  sale.  At  the 
Indian  village  they  did  succeed  in  making  their  way  within  doors,  but  found 
nothing  to  repay  them  for  their  trouble  —  merely  the  regular  array  of  baskets, 
bows  and  arrows,  and  similar  trifles. 

Some  North  African  booths,  kept  by  people  of  the  French  colonies, 
offered  for  sale  all  sorts  of  little  trinkets  in  brass  and  silver  filigree  or  cheap 
enamel;  but  in  spite  of  the  continued  cry,  "  Sheep,  sheep;  everyt'ing  werry 
sheep!"  the  party  kept  on  toward  the  outlet. 

Reaching  home,  they  found  that  Philip  was  already  there.  He  was  at  the 
window,  much  amused  over  the  doings  of  some  of  the  negro  waiters  who, 
sitting  around  in  the  sunshine,  were  musically  singing  or  talking  over  their 
experiences. 


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Philip  displayed  his  photographs,  and  Harry  showed  the  sketches  he  had 
made.      But  the  party  had  ceased  to  be  very  talkative  over  the  I'air. 

"What  I  should  like  to  see,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "  is  a  fair  from  which  all 
the  ordinary,  commonplace  exhibits  are  excluded.  Cans  and  boxes  of  ordi- 
nar)-  merchandise,  even  il  piled  up  in  ornamental  forms,  are  better  suited  to 
an  agricultural  county  fair  than  to  a  World's  Exposition.  A  small,  choice 
exposition,  where  every  exhibit  was  unique  of  its  kind,  would  be  more  man- 
aoreable  and  much  better  worth  seeing^.  This  Chicago  World's  I-'air  has  in 
it  the  very  best  material  the  world  can  produce.  But  it  would  take  two 
years  to  see  it  thoroughly,  and  no  one  man  could  understand  it  then." 

"I'll  tell  you  what  I  should  like  to  see,"  said  Harry;  "and  that  is  a 
grand  procession  where  people  of  the  same  States  should  be  in  ranks 
together.      Then  Ave  should  see  how  they  differed." 

"And  m\-  idea,"  added  Philip,  "is  to  have  a  Children's  Pair,  where 
everything  that  is  interesting  to  boys  and  girls  should  be  on  e.xhibition. 
That  would  be  somethine  like!" 


Mttt     LUUkiNG     SOUTH     t-ROM     THii     TOi'    Oh      iHb     MuMANS     bCiLUlM, —  BV     MOONLIGHT. 


CHAPTER   XV 

The  Electricity  Building — Small  Beginnings  —  A  Nezv  Souvetiir — The 
Curious  Exhibits  —  Telephones  and  Colored  Lights  —  The  Telautograph 
—  Telegraphy  —  Mines  and  Mining — A  Puzzled  Gicard. 

"  It  is  interesting  to  reflect  that  the  beginnings  of  all  the  marvels  we 
shall  see  in  this  building,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  as  he  walked  with  the  two 
boys  toward  the  Electricity  Building,  "  are  found  in  two  trifling  circumstances 
that  the  majority  of  men  would  have  overlooked.  Do  you  remember  what 
led  to  electrical  research  ?  " 

"  I  know,"  said  Philip,  "  that  the  word  comes  from  the  Greek  for  amber, 
and  I  suppose  you  mean  the  attraction  of  amber  for  little  things  was  one  of 
the  two." 

"  Yes,"  said  Mr.  Douglass.    "  Now  what  was  the  other?  " 

"  Frogs'  legs,"  Harry  answered.  "  I  remember  reading  about  that  not 
long  ago.  Volta  salted  the  frogs'  legs,  thinking  they  were  too  fresh  ;  and 
they  kicked.      That  's  what  you  mean,  is  n't  it  ?  " 

"Exactly,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  laughing.  "And  that  frog-kick  was  the 
beginning  of  the  impulse  that  laid  the  Atlantic  cable.  It  was  no  doubt  a 
great  achievement  to  come  upon  a  new  world,  as  Columbus  did ;  but  really 
\'olta,  who  knew  exactly  what  he  was  about,  deserves  nearly  as  much 
credit.  So  you  see  that  by  carefully  noticing  what  takes  place  in  his  own 
home  in  the  course  of  his  every-day  life,  a  man  may  become  renowned  quite 
as  well  as  if  he  braves  the  elements  in  search  of  a  new  continent." 

"  Do  you  think  electricity  will  take  the  place  of  steam  ?  "  asked  Philip. 

"No,"  answered  Mr.  Douglass;  "for,  judging  by  the  past,  (ew  really 
useful  things  are  ever  displaced.  Every  housekeeper  still  finds  a  need  for 
candles,  even  where  not  only  gas  but  electricity  is  at  hand.  The  stage- 
coach is  still  built  and  used,  though  for  different  purposes  than  at  first.  We 
shall  see  to-day,  in  the  Transportation  Building,  how  many  old  inventions 
are  yet  on  duty." 

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HARRY    A\D    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


As  they  entered 
the\-  lieard  a  sharp 
pounding,  and  saw  a 
crowd  gathered  —  llie 
surest  sign  of  some- 
thing interesting  — 
near  a  counter.  Gradu- 
ally making  their  wa)- 
to  the  front,  they  saw 
a  sign  announcing  thai 
they  could  have  their 
own  coins  made  into 
I^'air  souvenirs,  and 
found  upon  the  counter 
small  scarf-pins,  med- 
als, monograms,  hair- 
l)ins,  and  paper-knives 
made  from  silver  and 
nickel  coins.  The 
charge  was  onl\-  five 
cents,  so  Philip  drew 
forth  a  half-dollar  that 
he  had  been  intending 
to  spend  on  a  present 
for  his  sister,  and  put- 
ting five  cents  with  it. 
handed  the  coins  o\'er 
to  the  woman  at  the 
counter. 

"  What  would  you 
like  ?  '  she  asked. 

"A  hair-pin  1  ike- 
that, "'said  Philip, [joint- 
ing to  one  that  had  1893 
upon  the  top  in  open- 
work. The  woman 
gave  the  half-dollar  to 
the  man  at  the  stamp- 
ing-machine, and  he 
])ushed    it    under    the 


w 


^■p' 


PORCH    OF    ELECTRICITY    BUILDING. 


die.  In  a  few  moments  Philip's  coin  was  transformed  beyond  recognition, 
and  came  out  properly  shaped  and  labeled  "Columbian  Exposition,  1893." 
Harry  satisfied  himself  with  a  nickel  rolled  into  an  o\al  and  also  stamped. 

A  little  further  on  they  saw  a  counter  where  handkerchiefs  were  em- 
broidered with  appropriate  inscriptions,  also  to  serve  as  "souvenirs" — a 
word  of  which  the  party  were  becoming  weary,  as  it  was  bawled,  shouted, 
and  whispered  in  their  ears  from  morning  until  night. 

Many  of  the  electrical  exhibits  were  interesting  only  for  their  arrange- 
ment :  there  were,  for  instance,  carbons  arranged  in  geometrical  patterns, 
and  push-buttons  forming  letters  and  inscriptions. 

It  was  not  until  they  had  reached  the  southern  end  of  the  building  that 
they  began  to  think  well  of  the  electrical  exhibition.  But  toward  this  end  the 
attractions  were  most  strikincr-  There  was  a  whirling;  ball  of  electric  liehts, 
hung  near  the  ceiling,  that  Harry  remembered  noticing  on  the  first  evening. 


200  HARRY    AXD    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

when  they  had  so  much  trouble  to  get  in  and  out  of  this  building.  Not  far 
from  this  ball  was  a  column  of  colored-glass  lamps,  from  the  top  of  which 
lines  of  lamps  ran  zigzag  over  the  ceiling,  each  ending  in  a  hanging  lantern. 

This  column  would  suddenly  gleam  with  colored  fire  at  the  base,  then 
further  uj).  then  to  the  top,  the  waves  of  light  dying  out  below  as  they  as- 
cended. Reaching  the  top  of  the  column,  the  zigzag  lines  flashed  out  in 
wavy  lightning  flashes  to  the  hanging  lanterns.  Then  all  would  liecome 
dull,  until  another  impulse  made  its  tour  of  the  line. 

Another  beautiful  exhibit  was  an  Egyptian  temple.  The  pillars  were  of 
roughened  green  glass  lighted  from  within  so  as  to  glow  like  emeralds. 
The  walls  contained  show-cases  displaying  electric  fixtures. 

The  boys  had  heard  praises  of  the  electrical  theater  situated  in  this 
corner  of  the  building,  and  it  was  one  of  the  places  they  had  made  up  their 
minds  to  visit.  But  they  found  a  line  of  people  ranged  before  it,  and  ex- 
tending back  far  enough  to  discourage  any  but  an  electrical  crank.  Reluc- 
tantly they  withdrew,  and  went  instead  into  the  Greek  temple,  where  a  tele- 
phone was  in  working  order.  A  row  of  young  girls  sat  upon  high  stools 
facing  a  bewildering  array  of  pegs.  Upon  their  heads  the  girls  each  wore 
a  light  frame  of  metal  bands  that  held  telephones  to  their  ears.  It  was  a 
striking  illustration  of  the  line  about  "  lend  me  your  ears";  but  in  these 
modern  days  the  ears  are  hired  by  the  week.  Every  now  and  then  one  of 
the  girls  would  lean  forward  and  change  a  peg  from  one  place  to  another. 

Besides  the  receiving  instruments,  a  transmitter  hung  dowm  just  in  front 
of  the  lips  of  each  operator.  In  fact,  every  care  was  taken  to  enable  these 
young  women  to  hear  all  conversation  addressed  to  them,  and  every  facilit\- 
ofiven  them  to  answer  back. 

Harry  said  he  thought  it  was  just  the  sort  of  work  a  girl  liked  —  nothing 
to  do  but  to  be  talked  to  all  day.  with  full  liberty  to  talk  Ijack  from  a  safe 
distance  ;  but  Mr.  Douglass  said  that  he  had  heard  the  work  was  very  hard 
and  exhausting. 

In  the  gallery  they  found  a  number  of  amusing  or  astonishing  novelties. 
One  that  Philip  found  attractive  was  an  electric  boot-blacking  machine.  In 
front  of  chairs  like  those  belonging  to  the  regular  "  Have-a-shiners "  of 
commerce,  there  were  two  brushes  revolving  rapidly.  A  man  sat  in  the 
chair  applying  his  well-developed  foot  to  the  brush,  and  receiving  an  elec- 
tric shine  that  was  nearly  as  good  as  the  regular  article. 

Harry  watched  tiiis  device  criticall)-,  and  at  length  said  he  did  n't  like  it. 

"Well,  I  do,  then,"  Philip  answered.  "Would  n't  I  like  one  to  use 
every  morning,  though  ?  " 

"  I  mean  that  the  principle  is  n't  right,"  Harry  insisted.      "  That  inven- 


STATC'E    OF     BENIAMIN     FRANKLIN     AT     THE     MAIN     ENTRANCE     OF    THE    ELECTRICITY     BUILDING. 


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tor  is  making  the  man  twist  around  so  as  to  apply  his  foot  to  the  brush. 
He  ought  to  make  an  electric  brush  that  can  be  held  in  the  hand  and  put 
against  the  boot.      Don't  you  think  so,  Mr.  Douglass?  " 

"  Your  argument  seems  reasonable,"  said  the  tutor ;  "  but  it  's  often  wise 
to  remember  that  the  inventors  have  thought  more  about  these  problems 


MODEL    OF    A    LAKE    SUPERIOR    COl't'ER-MlNE :      MLMNC     bUlLJ^l.NG. 


than  we  have ;  so  it  is  not  likely  they  have  overlooked  the  most  evident 
criticisms.      Still,  in  this  case  I  think  Harry  is  right." 

At  another  place  in  the  galler\  there  was  an  electric  door,  and  people  were 
invited  by  placards  to  walk  through  it.  It  had  a  handle  like  other  doors, 
but  no  one  ever  touched  it ;  for  no  sooner  did  one  approach  than  the  door 
opened  politely,  closing  after  the  person  was  upon  the  other  side. 

One  man — "who  thought  he  was  smart,"  Philip  .said — walked  up  to  the 
door  as  if  he  meant  to  pass  through  the  doorwaj-,  and  then  halted.  The 
door  remained  open  so  long  as  the  man  stood  before  it,  and  closed  when  he 
turned  away. 

"  It  seems  a  pity  to  fool  a  door  that  is  so  polite,"  Harry  .said.  "  Look," 
he  added  :  "  there  is  a  nice  little  girl  trying  it.  See  her  laugh  !  It  reminds 
her  of  'Alice  in  Wonderland.'" 


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HARRY    AND    I'll  I  LIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


Germany  had  a  historical  exhibit  showing  the  earHer  and  cruder  forms 
of  dynamos ;  but  the  boys  were  not  very  well  acquainted  with  dynamos. 
Mr.  Douglass  tried  to  e.xplain  how  they  worked;  but  after  he  found  he 
had  lost  the  trail  of  his  ideas,  he  said  frankly  :  "  Well,  I  thought  I  knew 
the  theory  of  dynamos  and  converters  ;  but  when  I  see  the  real  machines 
here,  they  seem  so  much  more  complicated  than  the  ones  in  the  text-books 
that  I  find  I  don't  know  the  reason  for  many  of  the  parts." 

The  boys  took  more  interest  in  the  Western  Union  exhibit,  where  they 
saw  Professor  Morse's  earliest  receiving  instrument,  and  photographs  of  the 


original  first  message,  "  What  hath  God  wrought ! "  The  same  words 
were  afifixed  to  the  front  of  the  pavilion,  where  not  only  the  original  instru- 
ment but  the  modern  quadruple.x  system  —  a  methotl  of  sending  two  mes- 
sages each  way,  and  all  at  once,  on  a  single  wire — was  shown. 

"  I  wish,"  said  Harry,  "  that  I  could  see  the  game  of  leap-frog  these 
quadruped  signals  must  play  to  get  by  on  the  same  track !  " 

Farther  on  were  other  German  or  Austrian  exhibits,  in  one  of  which  the 
boys  saw  a  dome  copied  from  that  on  some  central  telegraph  station,  and 
made  up  entirely  of  openwork  so  as  to  give  room  for  hundreds  of  insulators. 
These  insulators  made  up  the  curved  surface  of  the  dome,  and  the  effect  was 


THE    ELECTRICITY    BUILDING 


205 


very  decorative,  while  the  arrangement  must  have  been  a  great  saving  of 
space. 

What  a  lot  of  things  there  were  besides  !  There  was  an  electric  cooking- 
apparatus  where  water  was  boiled  upon  a  flat  iron  plate ;  there  were  clocks 
so  contrived  as  to  note  the  times  a  watchman  touched  a  button  on  the  front; 
there  was  Professor  Gray's  telautograph,  which  merits  some  description. 

Holding  a  pen  as  in  writing,  the  sender  marks  down  his  message,  draws 
a  design,  inscribes  his  name  —  in  fact,  uses  the  pen  as  freely  as  if  it  had 
"  no  connection  with  the  establishment  across  the  way."      But  two  cords 


IWISTED     iron:      MlNiN 


iiUlLLiliNo. 


extend  out  from  this  pen  and  work  an  electric  apparatus  so  as  to  pull  two 
other  cords  or  wires  just  as  the  first  ones  are  moved  :  if  he  makes  a  mark 
down,  the  other  pen  is  pulled  down  too ;  whatever  one  pen  does,  the  other 
must  do.  Of  course,  then,  any  drawing  or  writing  made  upon  one  machine 
is  also  made  on  the  other — no  matter  whether  it  is  in  the  next  room,  the 
next  county,  or  the  next  State.  That  is  the  telautograph  —  the  name 
being  Greek  for  "  far-self-writer." 

In  the  exhibit  of  the  Commercial  Cable  Company  were  shown  the  method 
of  writing  messages  in  wavy  lines,  and  bits  of  cable  where  the  covering  had 


206  IIARRV    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

been  injured,  and  the  injury — sometimes  no  larger  than  a  tack  would  make 
—  traced  and  located  many  miles  from  shore  by  means  of  delicate  tests. 

Down-stairs  were  great  dynamos,  electric  cars,  the  Edison-light  tower, 
which  they  had  already  seen  in  operation  on  their  first  evening  at  the  Fair, 
and  such  an  array  of  complicated  measures,  meters,  and  tests  that  the  boys 
walked  humbly  out,  feeling  very  small  indeed  as  they  passed  the  heroic  statue 
of  Benjamin  Franklin  in  the  portico.  They  felt  that  for  the  first  time  they 
understood  how  great  a  man  was  the  printer's  boy  who  began  by  carrying 
two  rolls  under  his  arms  and  ended  by  carrying  a  thunderbolt  under  one 
arm  and  a  scepter  under  the  other. 

"  But  even  he,"  said  Harry,  as  he  jingled  a  pocketful  of  e.xpensive 
souvenirs,  "  once  paid  too  dear  for  his  whistle." 

The  Electricity  Building's  stocky  twin,  the  Mining  Exhibit,  was  right  ne.xt 
door,  and  came  next  upon  Philip's  neat  list.  But  they  did  not  intend  to 
give  a  very  long  time  to  this  building.  They  knew  it  to  be  full  of  minerals 
and  mining  machinery,  and  now  felt  small  enough  to  admit  there  were  two 
or  three  things  in  each  display  that  they  did  not  understand. 

The  first  distinct  feature  was  the  Stumm  exhibit,  which,  behind  a  most 
imposing  gateway  of  wrought-iron,  showed  rails  and  pipes  in  sizes  ranging 
from  mammoth  to  midget,  built  into  two  towering  obelisks,  and  two  trophies 
that  resembled  iron  fountains.  They  gazed  upon  these  with  vague  admira- 
tion, and  then  set  out  to  find  the  Tiftany  diamond  show;  they  "  found  it,  in- 
deed, but  it  made  their  hearts  bleed  "  to  see  the  crowd  piled  three  or  four  deep 
against  every  loophole  and  knot-hole  where  a  wheel  or  a  band  was  visible. 

The  same  result  followed  an  attempt  to  inspect  the  Kimberley  diamond- 
washing.  They  did  see  an  enormous  Zulu  with  embroidered  suspenders 
pour  a  bucket  of  bluish  mud  into  a  great  hopper,  but  though  they  lingered 
round  in  a  most  lamblike  way,  nothing  else  was  to  be  observed. 

Iowa  showed  a  life-size  model  of  a  coal-miner  at  work  in  his  gallery ; 
and  at  one  glance  the  bo)s  learned  how  it  would  feel  to  be  "  down  in  a  coal- 
mine, underneath  the  grountl,  where  a  ray  of  sunlight  never  can  be  found." 
They  also  enjoyed  hearing  and  seeing  the  steam-drills,  and  gazed  curiously 
at  a  model  of  "  Lot's  wife," — a  woman  bliilt  of  salt, —  in  the  Louisiana 
Exhibit.  Various  mines  had  sent  models  showing  just  how  their  galleries 
were  built,  and  the  boys  inspected  them  critically.  But  they  did  not 
find  very  much  to  detain  them  in  the  Mining  Building.  Other  people,  too, 
seemed  more  interested  in  the  souvenir  stands  than  in  the  profusion  of  ores 
and  stone  blocks.  Montana's  silver  statue  of  Justice  seemed  to  the  boys 
more  of  a  curiosity  than  a  work  of  art,  and  they  had  no  patience  with  the 
long  arrays  of  machinery  that  meant  nothing  to  them.     Those  who  were 


A    PUZZ;.ED    GUARD 


20: 


examining  the  exhibits  were  few,  and  the  large  crowds  were  watching  the 
counters  where  small  metal  articles  were  jDlated,  or  were  sitting  in  corners 
where  they  could  rest  themselves. 

A  Columbian  guard  noticed  that  Philip  had  his  kodak,  and  said,  "  You 
can't  take  pictures  in  here;    it  's  not  allowed." 

"  I  have  n't  taken  any,"  said  Philip  ;  and  then,  as  the  guard  seemed  good- 
natured,  he  added,  "  I  don't  see  anything  much  to  take.  Why  don't  they  let 
you  take  things  in  here  ?  " 

The  euard  crrinned.  "  I  'm  sure  I  don't  know,"  he  said.  "There  does  n't 
seem  to  be  any  sense  in  it." 


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SOUTH    PORCH     OF    MINES    BUILDING. 


■.:m 


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L.. 


CHAPTER   XVI 

The  ^'Golden  Doorway'' — Tratisportation  Building — An  Endless  Array 
—  Bicycles,  Boats,  and  Bullock-wagons  —  The  Aiinex  —  The  Railroad 
Exhibits. 


THE    CROWD    COMING    IN    WITH    LUNCHES. 


From  the  steps  of  the  Mining  Build- 
ing the  bo)-s  looked  over  toward  the 
"Golden  Doorway"  of  the  Transpor- 
tation Building,  and  made  up  their  minds 
that  it  looked  promising.  By  this  time 
the  white  buildings  had  made  them  glad 
of  the  fanc)'  harlequin  costume  worn  by 
the  autumnal-colored  member  of  this 
interesting  family.  They  liked  even  the 
angels  painted  along  the  walls,  and  as 
for  the  brakeman,  "  Mr.  Land,"  they 
thought  he  appeared  to  be  a  young  fellow  well  worth  knowing. 

So  they  entered  with  a  readiness  to  enjoy  whatever  they  should  find. 
But  they  soon  discovered  there  was  no  need  to  make  excuses  for  the  Trans- 
portation Building,  and  before  long  they  carried  out  to  the  letter  Harry's 
punning  prediction,  "  Now  we  shall  go  into  transports  !  " 

They  had  missed  so  much  at  other  times  by  leaving  the  galleries  to  the 
last  that  this  time  they  went  at  once  up  the  stairs.  But  on  the  landing  they 
turned  to  take  a  view  of  the  Lord  Mayor's  Coach,  an  elegant  turnout,  as  fine 
as  a  fiddle,  which  made  the  boys  think  at  once  of  poor  little  DickWhittington. 
It  was  Harry's  proposal  to  go  into  the  gallery,  and  he  was  led  to  make 
it  because  there  were  set  upon  the  gallery-railing  two  bicycles,  ridden  by 
dummy  figures  of  a  young  man  and  a  young  woman.  Harry  liked  bicycles, 
and  meant  some  day  to  have  "a  beauty";  and  he  thought  this  was  a  good 
opportunity  to  get  points. 


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IIARRV    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    KAIR 


He  got  points;  in  fact,  he  picked  so  man)-  points  that  he  could  n't  re- 
member them,  for  there  were  bicycles  enough  in  the  gallery  to  bend  all  the 
backs  in  a  city  into  the  letter  "  C."  But  before  examining  these,  the  whole 
party  were  glad  to  give  some  time  to  Mrs.  French-Sheldon's   camping-outfit 

and  traveling  sedan-chair.  Shortly 
described,  it  was  just  a  basket  on  poles, 
but  it  was  sumptuou.sly  fitted  up  with 
cushions  and  awning.s,  and  most  in- 
geniously contrived  so  as  to  be  light, 
comfortable,  and  conveni(;nt. 

"  She  's  the  woman  who  collected 
all  those  odd  things  we  saw  in  the 
Woman's   Building,"  said   Philip. 

"Yes,  I  remember  reading  about 
her  in  the  papers,"  said  Harry.  "She 
carried  a  fine  silk  dress  with  her,  and 
always  put  it  on  when  she  received  a 
native  ruler.  She  seemed  to  think  they 
liked  it.  But  1  liave  my  doubts.  I  be- 
lieve old  Sultan  Alkali  Ben  Muddy 
would  grin  when  he  was  climbing  back 
on  his  camel,  and  say  to  his  first  camel- 
driver,  '  The  white  woman  is  plucky, 
but   1    must  say  she  puts  on   a  lot  of 


stvle 


I  ' 


Really  Harry  could  not  help  a  feel- 
ingof  great  admiration  for  Mrs.  French- 
.Sheldon,  and  he  would  have  liked  to 
own  a  tent  and  palanquin  of  his  own. 
Passing  through  a  corridor  of  photo- 
graphs showing  "foreign  scenes  in  New 
Jersey,"  as  they  heard  a  jocular  Irish- 
man remark,  they  saw  next  an  Indian 
ox-cart,  heavy  enough  and  clumsy 
enough    to   make    any   civilized    Buck 

and  Bright  weep.      Then  came  a  tobacco-hogshead  to  which  was  attached 

a  branched  iron  pole,   so   that  the  hogshead  was  its  own   wheel  and  cart 

in  one. 

They  heard  a  Southern  girl  say  to  her  friend,  "  I  've  seen  one  just  like 

that  in  Richmond."      But  she  had  n't  seen  the  next  exhibit,  for  it  was   the 


FIGURE    OF    BRAKEMAN,    TRANSPORTATION    UUILDING. 


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model  of  an  antique  chariot  found  near  Thebes,  and  supposed  to  be  a  racing- 
sulky  of  such  antiquity  as  to  be  labeled  "  the  oldest  vehicle  known." 

Harry,  and  indeed  all  three  of  the  party,  wondered  at  its  beauty  and  ele- 
gant finish.  It  was  made  of  some  smooth- o-rained  wood  and  rounded  into 
exquisite  curves.  Harry  made  a  hasty  sketch  of  it,  but  had  little  hope  that 
he  could  really  draw  its  exquisite  curves  when  he  got  home. 

Then  they  went  on,  to  be  stopped  by  some  African  palanquins,  fitted  with 
carrying-poles,  and,  in  sharp  contrast  to  the  Theban  chariot,  an  African  log- 
canoe  so  rude  that  it  looked  like  the  Missing 
Link's  private  yacht.  In  close  succession  came 
vehicles  for  carrying  such  difterent  articles  as 
babies,  dolls,  and  cash  in  dry-goods  shops ; 
but  all  were  quite  familiar  to  the  New  York 
boys.  They  found  two  "bicycle-railroads" 
more  interesting,  especially  the  one  that  hung 
from  an  overhead  track. 

"  It  would  n't  be  surprising,"  said  Mr. 
Douglass,  "  if  we  should  li\e  to  see  those 
tracks  put  up  over  large  sections  of  the  land. 
For  the  bicycle  is  capable  of  displacing  almost 
all  passenger-carriers  except  in  special  cases. 
You  see  them  here  in  this  gallery  so  arranged 
as  to  be  ridden  by  one,  two,  or  three  riders, 
so  as  to  carry  children  with  their  parents,  or 
fitted  up  for  the  use  of  firemen  or  soldiers. " 

At  the  end  of  a  gallery  they  found  figures 
showing  how  Mexican  donkeys  are  loaded, 
men  carrying  chairs  for  transporting  passen- 
gers over  mountain-trails,  and  richly  attired 
cavaliers  mounted  upon  finer  specimens  of  the  same  patient  donkeys  that 
carry  panniers. 

An  exhibition  of  leather  saddles  and  similar  wares  brought  them  to  a 
counter  where  whips  were  being  covered  by  little  bobbins  revolving  about 
as  dancers  w^hirl  in  the  german.     These  whips  were  also  for  sale  as  sou — 

"I  wonder,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "that  they  did  n't  offer  to  sell  us  the 
Cliff- Dwellers'  mummies  as  souvenirs.  They  certainly  would  outlast  most 
of  the  cheap  bric-a-brac  offered  for  sale." 

Japan  showed  in  this  building  only  a  few  models  of  engineering-works, 
and  the  boys  did  not  give  much  time  to  her  exhibit.  They  were  most 
attracted  by  the  smaller  articles  displayed  on  both  sides  of  the  galleries :   an 


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2  12  IIARRV    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIK 

English  sedan-chair,  such  as  they  had  seen  in  old  paintings ;  a  springless 
velocipede  called  the  "Dandy  Horse,"  and  dated  1810;  the  small  model 
of  an  old  stage-coach  ;  a  wonderfully  fine  model  of  F"orth  Bridge,  Scotland, 
showing  a  miniature  train  of  cars  hardly  thicker  than  a  lead-pencil ;  a 
modern  club  canoe,  side  by  side  with  barbaric  outrigger  canoes  from  the 
Friendly  Isles  (maybe). 

There  was  also  a  large  model  showing  just  what  style  of  boat  the  fisher- 
men used  upon  the  Sea  of  Galilee  in  the  days  of  the  Saviour ;  it  was  a 
double-ended  deep  boat,  looking  as  if  it  w-as  very  seaworthy,  but  gaudily 
painted. 

The  Chamber  of  Commerce  of  the  Port  of  Dunkerque,  France,  had  sent 
to  the  Exposition  an  enormous  reproduction  of  the  town  and  harbors,  so 
large  that  each  house  had  its  tiny  model  in  the  mimic  town.  The  boys 
admired  this  exhibit,  and  concluded  that  the  money  and  labor  expended 
upon  it  would  not  be  wasted  ;  for  if  they  had  been  merchants  they  knew 
that  it  would  have  been  impossible  for  them  to  forget  what  an  excellent 
place  Dunkerque  must  be  for  trading. 

Another  exhibit  which  they  equally  praised  was  that  of  a  French  steam- 
ship company  which  had  made  a  "diorama,"  or  series  of  life-size  views, 
setting  forth  exactly  what  traveling  by  their  line  would  be.  And  instead  of 
being  satisfied  with  inferior  work,  they  had  selected  a  skilled  artist  to  paint 
their  pictures. 

One  will  serve  as  a  specimen.  It  was  a  painting  that  represented  the 
last  moments  before  sailing  from  Havre  to  New  York.  The  spectator  saw 
before  him  the  long  dock  crowded  with  the  passengers.  Here  an  old 
mother  was  tearfully  bidding  her  son  good  -  by ;  here  a  party  of  jolly  tourists 
were  waving  handkerchiefs  to  friends  upon  the  steamer.  In  another  spot 
was  a  lonely  traveler  who  seemed  to  have  no  friend  other  than  a  carpet- 
bag. And,  in  short,  the  whole  scene  was  vividly  rendered  with  artistic 
power  and  with  feeling.  There  were  eight  of  these  pictures,  and  the  boys 
left  none  unvisited. 

From  a  little  beyond  this  point  the  boys  could  see  the  full-sized  section 
of  an  ocean-steamer  that  reached  from  the  floor  to  the  roof  that  is,  counting 
the  smokestack ;  and  the  boys  agreed  to  sample  that  section  before  leaving. ' 
As  yet,  they  found  it  hard  to  get  through  the  galleries.  Just  as  they  had 
made  up  their  minds  to  go  down  the  stairs,  they  would  come  upon  some- 
thing that  must  be  looked  at.  Such  was  a  Netherland  fishing-boat,  so 
quaint  that  Philip  succeeded  in  photographing  it,  even  though  the  light  was 
anything  Init  favorable. 

.Still   more  fascinating  were  the  German  exhibits  of  men-of-war  —  little, 


214  HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

fierce  battle-ships  with  rifled  cannon  hardly  larger  than  darning-needles, 
but  every  detail  so  finely  finished  that  it  was  like  watchmakers'  work.  In 
this  series  were  shown  all  sorts  of  boats,  from  the  swift  cruiser  down  to  the 
tiny  torpedo-boat. 

"  What  toys  men  can  make  when  the)-  try !  "  said  Harry,  enviously. 
"  To  think  of  the  clumsy  things  that  arc  made  for  children  when  such  little 
beauties  as  these  are  possible  !  Why,  there  are  models  of  boats  here  in  this 
Fair  that  are  so  neat  the  King  of  the  Fairies  would  feel  timid  about  entering 
them  —  and  I  wish  I  owned  one  of  them,  that  's  all  !  " 

But  there  was  no  time  to  spare  for  enthusiasm.  Folding-boats  must  be 
seen,  and  a  gondola, — the  last  so  exquisite  in  its  fittings  that  the  ones  out 
on  the  Lagoon  were  like  it  as  an  ash-cart  is  like  a  state  carriage, — and  models 
of  boats  from  India,  whole  cases  of  them,  in  all  \arieties  and  endless  numbers. 

Philip  walked  away  and  sat  down  in  a  corner. 

"What's  the  matter,  Philip?"  asked   Mr.  Douglass — "are  you   tired?" 

"  I  have  been  tired  all  the  time  I  've  been  in  the  Pair,"  said  Philip;  "but 
it  is  n't  that.  I  am  getting  mad.  I  want  to  see  things  ;  I  want  to  learn 
about  them,  and  remember  about  them.  And  there  is  no  chance.  It  s  like 
trying  to  pick  out  stars  in  the  heavens  when  you  don't  know  a  thing  about 
astronomy.     As  soon  as  you  look  at  one  it  disappears,  and  you  see  another." 

"Well,  Phil,"  said  Harry,  "you  know  we  leave  for  home  to-morrow 
afternoon.  Bear  up  —  be  brave;  it  11  soon  be  over  now.  Come  and  see 
the  ferry-boat  with  the  side  taken  out  so  )ou  can  understand  it  —  if  )ou 
have  time.      Why,  you  have  n't  begun  to  see  anything  yet !  " 

But  Mr.  Douglass  stopped  Harry  with  a  warning  look;  he  saw  that 
Philip  was  really  getting  tired  out.  Harry  took  things  more  easil\-,  and  was 
less  in  earnest;  but  Philip  preferred  to  see  things  in  order,  and  to  study 
them  by  system.  Excellent  as  is  this  rule  for  ordinary  cases,  a  World's  Ex- 
position must  be  treated  differently.  It  is  possible,  of  course,  to  study  only 
one  subject  in  the  Fair,  and  ignore  the  rest ;  but  no  one  ever  does  so. 
Human    nature   will   not   jjermit  of  it. 

Descending  to  the  main  floor  the\-  walked  up  to  the  model  of  the 
Bethlehem  steam-hammer  that  made  an  arch  across  the  center  ai.sle,  and 
after  some  reflections  upon  the  statistics  attached  to  this  monster,  resolutely 
passed  whole  platoons  of  exhibits  no  visitor  should  miss. 

Mr.  Douglass  and  Harry  K  It  I'hilip  to  rest  awhile  upon  a  settee  in  one 
of  the  side  corridors,  while  they  went  through  the  section  of  the  big  Atlantic 
Liner.  Beginning  at  the  steerage,  they  worked  their  way  upward  through 
the  office,  saloon,  smoking-room,  and  state-rooms  until  from  the  upper  deck 
thev  could  see  Philip's  disconsolate  form  tar  iiclow. 


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2l6  HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 

To  Mr.  Douglass,  who  had  never  crossed  the  ocean  in  one  of  these 
palace  steamers,  the  exhibit  was  wonderfully  interesting;  but  to  Harry  it 
was  less  of  a  novelty. 

Returning  to  where  Philip  sat,  they  decided  to  take  lunch  before  going 
farther,  and  went  into  a  small  space  where  there  was  a  lunch-counter,  some 
very  independent  waiters,  and  a  slap-dash  way  of  serving  that  added  no 


'  UE     WITT    CLINTON 


relish  to  the  rather  poor  food.  But  the  rest  was  pleasant ;  and  after  lunch 
they  felt  quite  able  to  enter  the  Anne.x,  where  they  found  another  bewilder- 
ing array  of  locomotives,  trains  of  cars,  torpedo-boats,  car-seats,  rapid-fire 
guns,  and  "other  things  too  numerous  to  mention,"  as  boys  say  in  their 
compositions  when  they  can't  think  of  anything  else. 

They  went  through  palace  cars,  and  tourist  cars,  and  English  railway- 
trains,  and  then  sought  relief  by  examining  a  military  wagon  so  made  as  to 
tip  up  and  form  a  steel-clad  breastwork.  The)'  could  not  pass  this,  for  a 
dummy  .soldier  was  leveling  his  rifle  directly  over  the  edge,  and  a  placard 
said,  "Halt!"  in  very  peremptory  letters.  It  repaid  them  for  stopping,  for 
they  decided  that  it  was  new  to  all  of  them,  and  a  very  ingenious  invention. 

Then  leaving  the  building,  they  made  their  way  toward  home,  but  w'ere 
caught  and   held   by  the  great  e.xpress  engine,   shown    by  the   New  \'ork 


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217 


Central.  They  had  often  passed  it,  but  had  been  reserving  a  more  careful 
examination  until  they  should  have  seen  the  exhibits  in  the  Transportation 
Building.  Now  they  walked  through  the  whole  train  ;  but  they  found  it 
much  like  the  "  Limited  Express  "  they  intended  to  be  in  next  day,  steam- 
ino"  alone  toward  New  York.     The  "De  Witt  Clinton,"  the  first  locomotive 


TH1£      "Jiili:. 


used  in  New  York  State,  stood  in  front  of  "999,"  and  looked  like  a  dwarf 
kobold  beside  a  splendidly  developed  giant. 

They  heard  some  men  sneeringh'  say,  "That  was  the  best  the\'  could  do 
then  !  "  and  Harry  could  n't  help  wondering  how  long  the  world  would  have 
had  to  wait  ior  "999"  it  such  narrow-minded  men  were  its  only  dependence 
tor  improvement. 

Crossing  the  broad  white  road,  they  next  went  into  the  Pennsylvania 
museum  of  old  engines  and  railroad  appliances.  Here  they  spent  more  than  j 
an  hour  studying  the  curious  history  of  railroad  invention  from  the  begin-  . 
ning.  There  was  a  model  of  the  "John  Bull,"  and  of  its  descendants  from 
children  to  great-great-great-grandchildren.  Nor  was  this  display  contined 
to  locomotives:  there  were  a  packet-boat,  such  as  Mr.  Douglass  remem- 
bered to  have  traveled  in  when  he  was  a  little  shaver  in  short  trousers  and 
velvet  jacket,   the  still   more  ancient  Conestoga  wagon  with    its   boat-like 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


body  and  long  awning,  and  the  old  stage-coach  labeled  "  Twenty  days  from 

Pittsburg  to  Philadelphia." 

Besides   these  models   there  were   relics — old    tools,    old   lanterns,   and 

ticket-punches ;   and  systems  of  signaling  were  also  illustrated.      But  it  is 

impossible  to  recall  or  put  down 
even  the  leading  attractions  of  this 
clever  little  museum. 

While  Mr.  Douglass  and  Harry 
were  looking  at  these  cases,  and 
at  the  photographs  showing  views 
along  the  road,  Philip  wandered 
awa)-  to  the  other  side  of  the  room, 
and  found  diagrams,  charts,  and 
pieces  of  mechanism  for  showing 
the  statistics  of  the  Pennsylvania 
road. 

Gilded  lilocks  as  large  and 
larger  than  a  boy's  head,  showed 
the  amounts  of  silver  paid  to  em- 
ployees every  hour.  An  obelisk 
built  from  tiny  stones  represented 
the  amount  of  ballast  in  this  great 
railroad  as  compared  with  the  pyra- 
mid of  Cheops  which  was  con- 
structed on  the  same  scale  just 
alongside.  The  pyramid  was  no- 
where   in    comparison.       .\     little 


OF     A     PLI.I.MAN     CAR, 


globe  with  a  railroad-track  going  around  ihc!  etjuator  ami  lapping  enough  to 
tie  in  a  bow-knot  showed  the  length  of  this  railroad  s\stem.  Two  bits  of 
rail  whereon  were  silver  dollars  laid  edge  to  edge,  were  meant  to  show 
the  cost  of  the  road  —  a  sum  large  enough  to  cover  all  its  rails  with  a  row 
of  silver  dollars.  Another  globe  had  models  of  little  locomotives  running 
around  it,  to  show  the  numl^er  of  miles  covered  by  trains — enough  to 
encircle  our  globe  every  two  hours.  Tiny  coal-carts,  drawn  by  clockwork 
up  from  a  pretended  mine,  taught  that  two  and  one-half  tons  of  coal  were 
burned  every  fifteen  seconds. 

Altogether  Philip  thought  the  PennsyK.uiia  IkuI  "dcMie  herself  i)roud" — 
except  in  the  models  of  railroad-men  in  uniform.  No  one,  however  deeply 
impressed  with  the  rest  of  the  exhibit,  would  care  to  ride  on  a  road  run  by 
such  men  as  the  dummies  were.      Philip  would  not  ha\'e  been  surprised  at  a 


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219 


Strike  on  the  whole  system  if  the  men  could  have  seen  those  great  paste- 
board gawks  that  stood  in  their  clothes. 

For  the  last  few  days  they  had  been  really  studying  the  exhibits  instead 
of  wandering  around  with  an  idea  of  being  amused.  As  the  next  day  was 
to  be  their  last  at  the  Pair,  Mr.  Douglass  made  no  objection  to  their  going 
once  more  to  the  Plaisance,  where  there  was  more  fun  than  instruction  ;  and 
with  this  prospect  in  view,  they  forgave  the  tutor  for  the  useful  knowledge 
they  had  been  so  steadily  acquiring. 


MODEL    OF     THE     BRITISH     BATTLE-SHIP      '  VICTORIA. 

Sunk  in  collision  with  the  "Camperdown." 


IN     THE     LAHLANU    VILLAGE. 


CHAPTER   XVII 


A   Rainy  Day — The  Plaisance  Again — The  Glass-zvorks — The  German 
Village — The  Irish    Village — Farezvell  to  the  Phantom   City. 

The  boys  had  seen  a  number  of  unpleas- 
ant days  at  the  Fair,  but  their  last  day  was 
the  worst.  It  did  much  to  reconcile  them 
to  going  away.  Not  only  did  it  rain  in  a 
fine,  penetrating  drizzle,  but  the  wind  blew 
a  gale,  and  kindly  carried  the  dampness 
where  it  could  not  have  gone  by  itself. 
While  walking  outdoors,  the  boys  saw  no- 
thing amusing  in  the  weather.  But  Mr. 
Douglass,  in  order  to  cash  a  check,  had  to 
call  upon  one  of  the  gentlemen  whose  office 
was  in  the  Electricity  Building ;  and,  waiting 
for  him,  the  boys  sat  at  a  window  that  looked 
out  upon  the  Court  of  Honor,  and  then  found 
that  the  storm  had  its  funny  side. 

Visitors-  seemed  to  object  to  walking 
straight,  and  leaned  over  against  the  wind 
like  a  fleet  of  fishing-smacks  on  a  rough 
day.  The  launches  going  northward  found  their  propellers  only  a  luxury, 
for  their  awnings  made  excellent  sails.  Hats  left  their  owners'  heads,  and 
started  to  see  the  Exposition  alone.  Small  boys  and  men  played  short- 
stop at  a  moment's  notice,  and  became  very  skilful  in  "dropping  upon  the" 
hat  as  it  rolled  by  upon  its  brim. 

"Hats  blown  off  while  you  wait!"  said  Harry,  laughing  as  he  saw  a 
vigorous  man  spear  his  own  hat  with  a  thrust  of  his  cane.  The  boys 
counted  four  similar  hunts  in  a  few  minutes. 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THK    FAIR 


Women  coming-  around  the  corner  of  the  Administration  Buildino- 
seemed  suddenly  impressed  with  the  beauty  of  the  MacMonnies  Fountain, 
and  started  for  it  at  a  run  ;    but,  quickly  changing  their  minds,  beat  back 


THE    VENETIAN    GLASS-BLOWI 


again  to  their  true  course.  The  flags  floated  stiff  upon  the  gale,  and  the 
water  in  the  Lagoon  changed  color  continually. 

"  I  feel,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "  that  it  is  rather  a  pity  to  spend  our  last 
few  hours  here  in  a  visit  to  the  Midway  Plaisance.  We  should  really  prefer 
to  go  again  to  the  Art  Gallery,  which  we  have  not  half  seen." 

"  I  know,"  said  Harry  ;  "but  the  Art  Building  is  long  and  time  is  fleet- 
ing. The  advantage  of  going  to  the  Midway  is  that  the  poor  shows  are 
not  worth  staying  through,  and  the  good  ones  are  few." 

Entering  the  Midway  they  found  that  the  rain  had  dampened  the  enthu- 
siasm of  even  this  crowd — usually  the  liveliest  and  gayest  on  the  grounds. 
They  passed  by  the  "  Congress  of  Beauty,"  and  the  Philadelphia  Working- 
man's  Model  Home  (Philip  wondered  why  they  did  not  show  an  Idle-man's 
Home  beside  it),  and  selected  the  Libbey  Glass-works  for  their  first  visit. 

Within  a  rounded  building  they  found  a  tall  brick  chimney,  the  lower 
part  of  which  was  made  into  a  glass-heating  furnace.  About  this  bojs  were 
carrying  upon  iron  rods  lumps  of  what  looked  like  hot  coal.  When  the 
glass  was  just  right,  it  was  handed  to  a  man,  who  cut  and  molded  and 
trimmed'  the  lump  of  glass  into  a  bottle,  or  goblet,  or  globe.  The  men 
were  so  skilful  that  it  was  difficult  to  make  out  how  thev  did  their  work; 


THE    GLASS-WORKS 


and,  somehow,  they  never  seemed  to  be  making  any  of  the  more  interesting 
pieces  that  were  exhibited  in  the  show-cases.  The  only  bit  of  skill  the 
boys  could  discover  was  that  shown  in  keeping  the  ball  of  molten  glass 
rounded.  Whenever  one  of  the  rods  was  put  down  for  a  few  moments,  the 
glass  would  become  stretched  by  its  own  weight  to  a  long  drop,  and  then 
had  to  be  reheated. 

When  one  of  the  workmen  wished  to  cut  a  finished  piece  of  work  from 
the  end  of  the  rod,  he  would  hold  a  pair  of  cold  pincers  against  it  for  a  few 
moments  and  it  would  snap  away  at  a  touch. 

The  tickets  of  admission  to  this  show  were  announced  to  be  good  for 
twenty-five  cents  applied  upon  any  purchase  made  in  the  building.  But 
the  boys  concluded,  after  an  examination  of  the  prices,  that  it  was  easy  to 
see  through  that  little  scheme.  In  fact,  Harry  declared  that  if  postage- 
stamps  had  been  on  sale  there,  the  price  of  two-centers  would  have  been 
''two  cents  and  a  ticket." 

They  bought  little.  Philip  paid  ten  cents  "and  a  ticket"  for  a  spun- 
glass  book-mark,  and  Harry  bought  a  tiny  cup  of  white  and  ruby  glass. 
The  compartments  about  the  central  hall  contained,  besides  show-cases,  a 
loom  for  weaving  glass  threads,  a  glass-cutting  wheel,  and,  most  interesting 
of  all,  a  glass-spinning  wheel.  The  boys  studied  this  for  quite  a  while. 
There  was  a  big  wheel  with  a  broad,  thin  metal  rim  kept  cool  and  moist. 
The  workman  sat  at  one  side  holding 
a  glass  rod  before  a  blowpipe  and 
moving  it  round  and  round  and  slowly 
forward  so  as  to  keep  it  melted  fast 
enough  to  feed  the  single  long  thread 
to  the  rapidly  revolving  wheel. 

"  How  do  you  suppose  he  begins 
the  spinning?"  said   Philip,  turning 


to  Mr.  Douglass. 

"  I  can  only  guess,"  Mr.  Doug- 
lass replied  ;  "  but  I  suppose  he  heats 
a  glass  rod  in  the  middle,  drawing 
the  two  ends  apart  until  he  makes  a 
thread,  and  then  attaches  an  end  of 
that  thread  to  the  wheel,  turninor  it 
slowly  at  first." 

"  I  should  think  it  would  be  hard 
to  feed  the  wheel  just  fast  enough,"  said  Harry;    ''but  the  man  seems  to 
take  it  easy";  and  he  did,  for  he  was  laughing  and  winking  at  the  crowd. 


LITTLE     DAHOMEV     BOV,     AND     HIS     t'LAVTHINGS. 


AN    ACTOR     IN     THE    CHINESE    THEATER. 


The  Venetian  Glass-works  were  just  opposite,  and  as  the  charge  was 
only  ten  cents,  the  party  went  there  also.  The  process  was  much  the  same; 
but  the  men  were  foreigners,  and  therefore  seemed  more  picturesque.  Their 
work  was  more  interesting  to  watch.  One  man  was  making  a  sort  of  spray 
of  glass,  and  affixed  leaves,  pressed  them  with  molding-pincers,  and  twisted 
them  so  quickly  that  it  needed  close  watching  for  the  boys  to  comprehend 
the  work.  He  cut  the  softened  glass  into  scallops  with  scissors  as  easily  as 
if  it  had  been  dough — every  now  and  then  reheating  the  bit  of  work.  The 
boys  were  amused  to  see  him  fasten  on  several  ornamental  medallions  —  for 
he  used  lumps  of  red-hot  glass  for  glue. 

In  the  rooms  where  the  Venetian  glass  was  on  sale,  there  was  no  trace 
of  the  businesslike  sharpness  so  noticeable  in  the  American  establishment 
over  the  way.  Here  the  salesmen  moved  around  as  slowly  as  their  own 
gondolas  in  contrast  with  the  electric-launch  movements  of  the  American 
shop-people.      Leaving  the  glass-works,  they  were  attracted  by  a  "Japanese 


DAMP    JAVANESE 


Bazaar,"  and  walked  through  what  proved  to  be  only  a  magnified  Japanese 
store,  such  as  they  ha.d  often  seen.  But  as  they  went  out,  they  saw  a  small 
boy  who  was  delighted  to  have  found  a  great  cloth  fish  upon  the  little  lawn 
outside.  With  a  joyful  cheer,  he  tried  to  raise  it  up  so  that  the  wind  would 
fill  it.  But  another  and  very  fierce  small  boy  yelled  out,  "  Here,  you! — let 
that  fish  alone  ! "  and  the  first  boy's  cheering  stopped  at  once. 

Upon  the  same  side  was  the  Javanese  village,  to  which  they  now  made  a 
second  visit :  but  it  was  swept  by  gusts  of  cold  wind  and  rain,  and  bore  little 
resemblance  to  the  sunny,  bright  little  settlement  they  remembered.  The 
band  was  silent,  there  was  no  chiming  of  gongs,  and  the  merry  little  Javan- 
ese were  soaked  and  sad.  The  bazaars,  or 
shop-counters,  were  deserted  except  by  those 
on  duty,  and  they  were  huddled  together 
trying  to  cheer  one  another  by  feeble  old 
Javanese  jokes. 

Upon  the  veranda  of  one  of  the  houses, 
the  boys  saw  a  family  of  natives  at  dinner, 
and  one  little  boy  put  his  hand  into  the  dishes 
and  helped  himself  He  was  not  reproved, 
however,  by  his  father  or  mother,  for  they 
were  doingr  the  same  thinpf. 

"  Here,"  said  Harry,  as  they  passed  the 
middle  of  the  grounds,  "is  something  that 
only  sings  louder  when  it  rains "  ;  and  he 
pointed  to  the  musical  waterwheel  that  has 
been  already  described  ;  but  this  time  they 
noticed  there  was  an  idol  near  by — a  queer, 
grotesque  figure  with  which  no  self-respect- 
ing scarecrow  would  care  to  claim  an  acquain- 
tance. He  looked  as  if  a  hairbrush  would 
have  been  a  shock  to  his  nerves.  Only  one 
more  thing  needs  mention. 

"There  goesyfir,"  said  Philip,  and  Harry 
caught  sight  of  a  Javanese  boy  chasing  his 
fleeing  straw  hat  across  the  road. 

Having  been  advised  to  see  the  Ger- 
man village,  they  took  that  next,  and  found 
it  well  worth  a  visit.  It  contained  specimens  of  old  German  houses  — 
for  instance,  a  "Black  Forest  House"  dated  1480.  The  boys  and  Mr. 
Douglass   walked   into    its   main   room,   and   were   becoming   a  little   sen- 


A     CHINESE     MAMA    AND    HER    BABY. 


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timental  over  the  antique  furniture,  pictures,  and  carvings,  wlien  a  voice 
brought  them  back  four  hundred  years  by  inquiring:  "Vill  the  shentle- 
mans  come  see  my  soufenirs?  Here  are  some  fine  soufenirs!"  They 
declined  to  see  souvenirs,  and  became  absorbed  instead  in  a  towel-rack. 
The  roller  upon  which  the  towel  hung  was  supported  in  the  hands  of  a  jolly 
young  peasant's  figure,  who  seemed  smilingly  to  hold  it  forth.     Next  to  this 


INTERIOR     OF    THE    JA\A     THEATER. 


came  a  Bavarian  dwelling,  the  outside  of  which  was  all  the  party  cared  to 
see,  for  they  suspected  that  the  German  village  required  a  longer  visit  than 
they  had  intended  to  pay.  And  when  they  had  come  to  the  museum,  built 
in  the  form  of  a  German  castle,  they  were  glad  they  had  not  stoppcti  to  see 
the  Bavarian  and  other  model  houses. 

The  collection  in  the  museum  began  with  suits  of  armor  from  the  rudest 
of  chain-armor  to  the  ornamented  plate  of  later  centuries.  Arranged  upon 
the  wall  were  specimens  of  old  arms — halberds,  pikes,  hooks,  maces,  lances, 
swords,  daggers  —  every  sort  of  iron  tool  which  would  serve  to  mince  one's 
fellow-man.  Besides  the  array  upon  the  wall,  there  were  show-cases  also 
containing  weapons,  as  well  as  knives,  forks,  spoons,  and  tools. 

Philip  was  amazed  to  see  how  much  the  tools  of  the  Middle  Ages  re- 
sembled those  of  to-day.  What  difference  there  was,  told  in  favor  of  the 
old-time  workmen,  as  they  seemed  to  care  far  more  how  their  instruments 
looked,  decorating  the  handles  and  putting  ornamental  flourishes  on  the 
metal  parts.  The  scissors,  forks,  and  knives  also  were  carved  and  inlaid 
with  gold  or  silver.      Harry  saw  one  enormous  pocket-knife  that  he  would 


THE    GERMAN    CASTLE  22/ 

have  liked  to  smuggle  out.  The  handle  was  some  six  inches  long,  and  the 
knife  had  four  blades — one  plain,  one  a  saw,  one  a  chopper,  and  the  last  a 
pruning-hook.  Probably  it  had  been  a  Christmas  present  to  the  head 
gardener  of  some  Serene  High  Mightiness,  given  in  recompense  for  having 
rescued  one  of  Their  Little  High  Mightinesses  from  the  horse-pond. 

The  last  room  in  the  German  castle  was  filled  with  dummy  figures 
dressed  in  various  historic  German  costumes.  They  were  grouped  as  if 
attending  a  reception,  and  faced  a  great  figure  typifying  "  Germania " 
surrounded  by  warriors  in  helmets  and  armor. 

Harry  said  he  wondered  that  "  no  one  had  thought  of  calling  the  World's 
Fair  City,  'A  City  of  Dummies,"  "  for  all  the  nations  of  the  earth  had  gone 


*■; 


A 


i 


^ 


hj. 


THE     SOLTH     SEA     ISLANDERS. 


into  doll-making  to  furnish  it  with  a  resident  population  —  a  quiet,  orderly, 
law-abiding  race,  though  not  full  of  intelligence. 

Just  across  from  the  German  village,  an  enormous  placard  claimed  for  a 
Panorama  of  the  Alps  the  distinction  of  the  "only  medal  awarded  for  an 
exhibit  on  the  Plaisance."  It  is  needless  to  say  that  this  captured  our 
visitors.  They  went  in  and  began  the  ascent  of  an  inclined  passage.  It 
cprved  spirally  round  and  round  until  they  heartily  wished  it  would  n't.     But 


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HARRY    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


■1 


;  Adm 


a  party  just  ahead  of  them  cried  out,  "Here  we  are!"  and  soon  they 
emerged  upon  a  high  platform  in  the  middle  of  the  great  Swiss  Mountains. 
Harry  said  he  recognized  the  Matterhorn,  the  Clattcrhorn,  the  Spatterhorn, 
and  the  Flattcrhorn ;  but  the  lecturer  gave  other  names  than  these.  The 
lecturer,  with  frequent  allusions  to  "when  I  was  there,"  and  one  condescend- 
ing "doubtless  some  of  you  have  heard  ^  Interlaken,"  conducted  a  sheep- 
like crowd  of  sight-seers  along  a  spiral  iron  fence  that  was  meant  to  keep 
people  from  escaping  till  they  had  been  at  least  twice  around. 

Harry,  who  was  not  fond  of  fences  as  a  rule,  took  in  the  situation  at  a 
glance,  and  solved  the  difficulty  by  sneaking  under  the  rails  to  the  e.xit. 
Philip  went  after,  and  Mr.  Douglass  saw  nothing  to  do  but  to  follow  suit. 
But  although  they  did  not  care  much  for  the  lecturer,  the    panorama  was  a 

fine      piece      of 
'  "  painting,        and 

Harry  said  that 
"  if  not  the  Alps 
it  was  at  least  a 
very  good  alp 
for  a  quarter, 
even  with  the- 
lecturer  thrown 
in  —  still  better 
if  he  had  been 
tlirow  n  out  !  " 
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  But    Harr)-   was 

unfair  to  this 
worthy  man :  most  of  the  visitors  enjoyed  his  clear  explanations  of  the 
painting,  and  walked  at  his  heels  around  all  the  spirals. 

"Samoa" — the  South  Sea  Island  show — consisted  of  a  theater  and 
grounds.  The  grounds  were  what  Philip  called  "  muddish  "  (a  new  word 
to  Mr.  Douglass,  but  one  he  could  not  disapprove),  and  the  boys  stopped 
only  long  enough  to  buy  two  bark  hats, — pointed  nightcaps,  very  elastic 
and  a  beautiful  brown  in  color, —  and  to  look  in  at  a  Samoan  house  where, 
according  to  the  sign,  "  the  boy,  for  a  trifling  fee,  will  show  how  to  kindle  a 
fire  by  rubbing  two  sticks  together."  But  the  boy  sat  huddled  in  a  corner, 
looking  as  sour  as  a  lemon,  and  they  left  him  to  dream  of  his  native  land. 
Besides,  there  was  a  stamping  and  a  pounding  and  a  yelling  going  on 
in  the  theater  that  no  healthy  American  boy  could  long  keep  away  from. 
When  Harry  was  at  the  Plaisance  one  afternoon  he  had  met  the  manager 
of  this  show,  and  that  gentleman  had  given  him  passes  for  the  two  cousins ; 


SOUXH  •  SET^  •  ISL-T^ND 

Village  and  Theater 


Account- 


UntiL 


'^, 


<f-^  / 


1893. 


VOID 

Unless  Countersigned 

By  H.  N.  NICHOLS. 


THE,  OGEflNlG  TRADING  CO. 


No.. 


122. 


THE    SAMOAN    THEATER 


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THE     ALGERIAN'     THEATER 


SO  in  they  went,  to  find  a  little  stage  whereon  a  gang  of  savages,  naked  to 
the  waist,  were  trying  to  give  people  their  money's  worth  so  far  as  stamp- 
ing, yelling,  and  racket  would  .avail.  They  had  not  even  "kept  their  shirts 
on,"  but  were  all  in  chocolate-tinted  neglige.  When  the  curtain  (painted 
with  a  Moorish  landscape)  hid  the  row,  there  was  only  a  short  intermission 
before  the  stage-manager  hung  out  a 
sign-board  announcing  a  "  Religious 
Dance." 

After  that  act  was  stilled,  Harry 
said:  "  I  did  n't  know  shinny  was  a 
religious  dance,  but  I  think  now  it 
must  be.  Perhaps  among  some  of 
the  Pacific  Islands  a  foot-ball  scrim- 
maee  would  be  considered  a  kind  of 

o 

prayer."  The  dance  really  was  clever, 
consisting  of  wheeling  about  and  clattering  long  and  short  sticks  together 
rhythmically.  The  next  act  was  some  guttural  singing  by  several  women 
and  all  the  men,  who  sat  in  rows  cross-legged  along  the  stage.  It  was 
just  like  the  song  "  Swee-ee-eepo — sweepo-0-0  !  Sweep-ee-o^sweep-o  !  " 
that  may  be  heard  from  certain  dusky  residents  of  Manhattan  Island  on  the 
Atlantic  coast.  A  Fiji  war-dance  came  next,  and  consisted  in  showing  how 
bravely  they  would  jab  an  advancing  enemy  with  a  paddle  provided  he 
would  not  go  and  spoil  the  little  game  by  warding  off  or  hitting  back. 
It  was  grand,  and  the  boys  were  especially  delighted  to  see  one  of  the 
younger  girls  come  in  at  the  back  of  the  stage  and  go  through  the  whole 
dance.      "She  's  a  regular  Tomboy  Fiji,"  said  Philip. 

There  was  more  to  the  program,  but  the  boys  tired  of  it,  and  betook 
themselves  to  one  of  the  Irish  villap-es. 

Here  were  souvenirs  of  peat,  of  bog-oak,  of  lace,  all  sorts ;  all  sold  by 
tidy  little  Irish  girls  with  a  brogue  that  it  was  hard  to  resist.  Mr.  Douglass 
picked  up  a  black  bog-oak  cane.  He  seldom  carried  a  cane,  and  had  little 
idea  of  buying  it.  But  the  Irish  girl  looked  at  him  with  so  cordial  a  smile 
that  he  felt  bound  to  say  something. 

"  How  much  is  it?  "  he  asked. 

"'T  is  a  dollar  and  a  half,  sir,"  she  answered  in  a  tone  of  heartfelt  regret. 
Then  confidentially,  "But  it  is  a  fi-i-ine  cane,  that  is,  sir!" 

He  bought  it,  and  the  boys  grinned.  They  had  seen  that  the  "blarney 
stone  "  was  at  the  Fair,  and  were  on  their  guard.  Nevertheless  they  each 
bought  a  tiny  black  pig  cut  out  of  the  same  bog-oak,  and  were,  as  a  mat- 
ter of  course,  blarneyed  in  turn. 

■5* 


2.^0 


HARRV    AND    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


"How  dififerent  the  people  in  here!"  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "Did  you 
notice  that  there  was  a  row  at  the  gate,  and  nothing  but  joking  within?" 

"Yes;  it  reminded  me  of  New  York  at  once,"  said  Harrv  ;  "just  as 
Irish  Day  did." 

It  was  now  time  for  them  to  leave  the  grounds ;  and  although  they  were 
glad  to  get  home  and  rest  from  sight-seeing,  they  felt  very  sentimental  about 
taking  their  last  look.  They  stood  in  the  Court  of  Honor  gazing  silently 
about  them,  feeling  as  one  feels  in  giving  a  parting  hand-shake  to  a  loved 
friend  ;  and  then  they  turned  away,  knowing  that  the  beautiful  dream  they 
had  seen  and  lived  in  was  no  more  than  a  dream  :  that  the  day  would 
come  when  all  that  beauty  would  be  a  memory,  and  the  "Ghost  City" 
only  a  legend. 

But  the  phantom  city  has  taught  the  American  nation  that  they  are  a 
great  people,  who  will  some  day  make  true  in  marble  all  that  was  imagined 
in   that  short-lived   fairy-story  of  staff. 


ONii    Ol-     Tllli     IWO     IKiMt     MLl.Ai-tb. 


CHAPTER    XVIII 

Packing  for  Home — A  Glimpse  of  Niagara — Philip  tells  his  Adventure — 
Foiling  a  Clever  Swindler  —  A  Convincing  Exposure. 

They  packed  up  that  same  afternoon,  after  considerable  trouble  in 
finding  room  for  the  knickknacks  they  had  picked  out,  and  took  a  carriage 
to  the  station.  They  found  no  signs  to  direct  them,  and  had  to  inquire 
several  times  to  make  sure  which  was  the  track  upon  which  they  might 
expect  the  train  for  New  York.  When  they  thought  they  were  certain 
of  this,  they  saw  a  train  come  in  on  schedule  time  and  on  the  proper  track. 
But,  to  their  surprise,  a  man  called  out,  "Illinois  Central  train  for  Cairo  and 
St.  Louis  !  "  which  threw  the  crowd  into  an  uncertainty  anything  but  pleas- 
ant. Missincr  a  local  suburban  train  is  troublesome  enough;  but  missino-  a 
train  that  is  going  one  third  across  a  continent  is  a  disaster. 

To  their  great  relief,  the  obliging  colored  porters  very  promptly  cor- 
rected the  stupid  error,  and  they  found  themselves  safely  upon  the  train 
for  New  York. 

Their  journey  was  a  repetition  of  their  trip  out,  except  that  this  time 
they  stopped  to  see  the  Falls  of  Niagara,  viewing  them,  as  young  Phinney 
had  done,  from  above  the  falls. 

"  It  's  a  pity  to  see  them  from  a  distance  only,"  said  Mr.  Douglass.  "  I 
should  like  to  stay  awhile." 

"  They  are  well  worth  going  over  carefully,"  said  Harry,  thoughtfully; 
and   Philip  looked  at  him   inquiringly. 

During  the  second  day  on  the  train,  Mr.  Douglass  was  talking  to  the 
boys  as  to  their  experiences  at  the  Fair ;  and  then  Philip's  little  adventure, 
before  referred  to,  came  out.    As  he  told  the  storv  it  ran  somethinsf  like  this : 


& 


That  day  when  I  was  taking  photographs  in  the  Plaisance,  I  went  into 
the  Cairo  Street  a  second  time.     I  wanted,  if  possible,  to  get  a  picture  of  the 


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little  boy  who  leads  the  camels.  They  stopped  me  at  the  door,  and  while 
explaining  that  I  had  been  permitted  to  take  photographs  there,  I  put  my 
camera  for  a  few  moments  on  a  camp-chair. 

When  I  looked  around  for  it,  my  camera  was  missing.      I  tell  )ou,  1  felt 
pretty  mean.      At  first  I  did  n't  know  what  to  do.      I  asked  the  ticket- taker 

about  it,  but  he  had  n't  seen  any 


A    KODAKER    CAUGHT. 


one  take  it.  Then  I  thoueht, 
quick,  what  a  man  would  do  who 
had  picked  up  a  camera  like  that, 
and  I  made  up  ni)-  mind  that  he 
would  want  to  get  out  of  Cairo 
Street  as  fast  as  he  could.  Of 
course,  most  of  the  people  there 
were  sight-seeing,  and  just  moved 
along  slowly.  So  I  hopped  up  on 
top  of  the  camp-chair,  and  looked 
over  the  crowd.  Luckily.  I  caught 
sight  of  a  man  with  a  brown  felt 
hat,  who  was  moviuir  fast  throug-h 
the  slow-moving  people.  1  made 
up  my  mind  that  it  was  my  last 
chance  for  my  kodak,  and  I  went 
through  the  crowd  like  a  snow- 
plow  through  a  drift.  I  kept  my  eye  on  that  brown  felt  hat,  and  pretty- 
soon  I  caught  up  to  the  man.  Once  I  thought  I  had  lost  him,  for  a  camel 
came  by,  and  I  had  to  get  out  of  the  way  ;  but  1  found  him  again,  and,  as 
I  said,  I  got  near  to  him. 

I  saw  at  once  that  he  had  a  camera  in  his  hand,  and  I  was  pretty  sure 
it  was  mine.  But  just  as  I  was  going  to  catch  hold  of  it,  1  happened  to 
think  it  was  a  serious  matter  to  tell  a  man  he  was  a  thief,  and  1  stopped  to 
make  sure  what  I  ought  to  do.  The  man  was  pushing  through  the  crowd 
so  fast  that  1  had  no  good  chance  to  take  a  real  square  look  at  the  camera, 
so  I  concluded  1  would  just  keep  after  him  till  he  thought  he  was  clear 
away.  He  kept  looking  behind  him  at  first,  but  now  he  began  to  go  slower, 
as  if  he  thought  everything  was  all  right.  ["  Little  dreaming,"  Harry  put 
in,  "  that  a  sleuth-hound  wearing  magnifying-glasses  was  upon  his  tr-rail!"] 
I  kept  off  to  his  left,  and  he  did  n't  see  me.  Pretty  soon  he  came  out 
into  the  Fair  Grounds,  and  there  were  n't  so  many  people  there.  He  turned 
toward  one  of  the  north  entrances,  and  I  kept  a  sharp  lookout  for  a  Colum- 
bian Guard.     I  did  n't  take  the  first  one  I  saw,  because  he  looked  sleepy  and 


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Stupid,  and  I  was  afraid  lie  would  arrest  me ;  but  the  next  was  a  soldierly- 
looking  fellow,  and  after  seeing  my  man  was  taking  it  easy,  I  went  to  this 
guard  and  said  : 

"  That  man  with  the  brown  felt  hat,  there,  picked  up  my  camera  when  I 
was  n't  looking,  and  walked  off  with  it.      I  want  you  to  get  it  back  for  me." 

"  Sure,  young  fellow?  "  he  said,  looking  at  me  hard. 

"  Sure,"  I  said  ;  for  by  that  time  I  had  seen  a  bruise  on  one  corner  of  the 
camera  where  I  dropped  it  once. 

"All  right,"  said  he.  "  Come  along.  You  go  after  the  man,  and  don't 
lose  sio-ht  of  him,  and  I  '11  sfo  around  this  little  building  and  meet  him." 

So  we  did.  And  it  worked  first-rate.  The  guard  was  a  fly  sort  of  a  fel- 
low, and  instead  of  asking  the  man  whether  that  was  his  camera,  he  asked 
him  whether  he  had  a  permit  for  it. 

The  man  stopped  and  looked  puzzled  for  a  minute,  then  he  put  on  a  face 
as  bold  as  brass,  and  said :    "  No,  sir.      I  have  not  vet  obtained  one,  but  I 


was  gomg  to  get  one. 

"  Where  were  you  going  for  it  ?  "  said  the  guard,  to  catch  him. 

"  I  was  about  to  ask  you,"  said  the  man,  with  a  sharp  kind  of  a  smile, 
seeing  the  guard's   little  game.     This 
made   the  guard  lose  his  temper,  and 
out  he  came  with  the  whole  story. 

"This  young  man  here  says  that 
camera  is  his,  and  that  you  picked  it 
up,"  said   the  guard. 

"The  impertinent  young  rascal!" 
said  the  man,  who  must  have  been  a 
cool  hand. 

"We  '11  see  about  that,"  said  the 
guard,  who  began  to  wonder  which  of 
us  was  hing. 

"  I  don't  propose  to  be  bothered 
by  this  young  scamp,"  said  the  man, 
seeing  that  the  guard  hesitated  a  little. 
"  If  you  will  tell  me  where  to  obtain 
a  permit  for  my  camera,  I  shall  be  ob- 
liged to  you." 

Well,  his  coolness  staggered  the  guard,  and  it  did  me.  I  wondered  for 
a  minute  whether  I  had  made  a  mistake;  but  when  I  looked  at  the  camera, 
there  was  the  bump  on  the  corner,  and  I  was  sure  again. 

"  Ask  him,"  I  said  to  the  guard,  "  what  is  the  name  of  his  camera." 


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"  You  saucy  young  villain.  I  don't  propose  to  be  questioned  about  this 
any  longer!"  said  the  man,  and  he  turned  to  walk  away.  But  that  decided 
the  guard. 

"No,  sir!"  he  said.  "You  '11  come  with  me,  and  we  '11  have  this  ques- 
tion settled." 

The  man  looked  around  quick,  as  if  he  was  wondering  what  the  chances 
were  if  he  should  run  for  it ;  but  the  guard  laid  his  hand  on  the  man's 
shoulder,   and   the  swintller  then  decided  to  brazen  it  out. 

"  Very  good,"  he  said,  looking  at  his  watch  ;  "  I  shall  lose  my  train,  but 
I  suppose  this  absurd  matter  must  l)e  disposed  of" 

"  But  I  thought  you  wanted  a  permit  for  your  camera?"  said  the  guard, 
with  a  grin ;   and  then  the  man  bit  his  lip.     That  time  he  made  a  mistake. 

The  guard  went  to  a  sort  of  little  sentry-box,  and  sent  out  a  signal. 
Pretty  soon  a  patrol-wagon  came  driving  up,  and  we  were  taken  in  it  out- 
side of  the  grounds  to  a  police-station. 

"  Officer,"  said  the  man  to  the  sergeant  (I  suppose  it  was),  "  this  foolish 
boy  has  laid  claim  to  my  camera,  and — " 

"Now,   don't  be  in  a  hurry,"  said  the  officer,   coolly.      "I   '11  hear  the 

guard  first,  please."      The  guard  told 
the  story  very  clearly  and  plainly. 

"  Is  that  correct?"  said  the  ser- 
geant to  me. 

"Yes,  sir;  and  I  can  prove — " 
I  began. 

"Go  slow,  young  man,"  said  the 
sergeant,  motioning  to  me  to  stop 
talking.  Then  he  said  to  the  man 
who  had   my  camera : 

"  Is  that  story  correct?  " 
"  Entirely,  Sergeant." 
"Very  good,"  the  sergeant  said. 
"  Now,    young   man,    how   can    you 
prove  it  is  your  box  ?  " 

"Well,"  said  I,  "it's  a  Kodak 
No.  4,  and  it  has  a  bruise  on  one 
corner." 

"  Yes,"  said  the  swindler,  "  I  see.  That  is  what  has  caused  the  trouble. 
Mine  has  a  bruise  on  the  corner,  too.  1  dropped  it  this  morning  as  I 
was  comine  through  the  turnstile." 

"That  's  rather   slim    proof   to    arrest  a  man    on,"  said    the    sergeant, 


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looking  hard  at  me.     Then  I  began  wondering  how  I  could  prove  my  own- 
ership, and  I  thought  of  the  pictures  I  had  taken. 

"I  know!"  I  said.  "I  can  prove  it  by  the  photographs  I  took.  I 
remember  some  of  them  anyway.     There  was  one  of — " 

"  Hold  on!  —  hold  on!"  cried  the  sergeant,  quick  as  lightning.      "It  's 
the    defendant's    turn    now.      Per- 
haps, sir,  you  will  tell  us  what  pic- 
tures are   in   the  camera  ?  " 

"  I  am  sorry  to  say  that  I  can- 
not," said  the  man,  still  polite.  He 
was  a  smart  fellow.  "  Indeed,  the 
camera  belongs  to  a  friend  of  mine, 
and  he  lent  it  to  me  this  morning 
for  the  day.  He  may  have  taken 
pictures  with  it.  I  took  only  one 
myself,  and  that  was  a  view  of  the 
crowd  in  Cairo  Street.  If  you  will 
have  the  pictures  developed,  you 
will  see  that  I   am  right." 

Then  I  was  scared.  I  wish  you 
could  have  seen  the  fellow  —  he 
was  as  cool  as  a  cucumber.  He 
was  no  common  swindler,  I  'm  sure. 

"That  's  a  fair  proposal,"  said  the  sergeant,  who  was  puzzled  by  this 
queer  case.  "  Let  us  adjourn  to  a  photographer.  And  don't  let  either  of 
these  men  get  away,"  he  added,  turning  to  a  policeman. 

So  then  we  formed  in  procession,  and  went  around  the  corner  to  a 
photographer's  and  into  his  dark-room.  The  sergeant  explained  what 
we  wanted. 

But  before  the  photographer  began  to  develop  the  film,  I  spoke  up  and 
said:  "Sergeant,  this  man  probably  took  one  picture  just  after  he  picked 
up  the  camera.  It  was  all  set,  and  all  he  had  to  do  was  to  touch  the  button. 
Now,  it  is  n't  likely  he  knows  anything  about  the  camera  if  he  stole  it.  If 
he  did  n't,  his  friend  must  have  told  him  how  to  work  it." 

"  I  think  that  's  a  sound  argument,"  said  the  sergeant.  "  But  suppose 
you  write  down  all  the  pictures  you  remember  taking." 

"  I  don't  know  how  to  manage  the  camera  entirely,"  said  the  man  ;  "but 
I  intended  to  get  the  photographer  to  explain  it  to  me." 

While  I  was  writing  down  all  the  pictures  I  remembered,  and  the  pho- 
tographer was  developing  the  film,  the  sergeant  turned  to  the  man  who  had 


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taken  my  camera,  and  said  quickly:  "  By  the  way,  what  was  the  name  and 
address  of  tlie  friend  who  lent  you  the  camera  ? " 

Well,  that  staggered  the  fellow  completely.  "  I  brought  it  from  New 
York,"  he  began,  "and  his  name  is  —  " 

"  Don't  trouble  yourself  to  invent  a  name,"  said  the  sergeant,  sharply. 
"  You  said   he   lent   it   to   you   this  morning  for  the   day.      Now,    I    doubt 

whether  you  came  from  New  York 
this  morning.     Don't  you  think  that 
)  ou  may  have  picked  up  this  camera 
by  mistake  for  the  one  your  friend  lent 
to  you  this  morning  in  New  York  ?  " 
But  before  the   fellow   could  an- 
swer, the  photographer  said:    "The 
pictures  tally  with  the  young  man's 
list,    and  the  one    of   the    crowd    in 
Cairo   Street    is   a    double  exposure 
showing  that   the   film   had  n't  been 
wound  up  after  this  young  man  had 
taken   the   previous   picture   outside. 
"  And,  Sergeant,  the  funniest  part  of  it  all  is,  that  one  of  the  pictures 
that  the  young  man  took  ju.st  at  the  door  of  Cairo  Street,  shows  this  man 
standing  looking  at  the  camera,  but  without  any  of  his  own  ! "  and  then  all 
the  men  in  the  room  looked  at  the  thief  and  grinned. 

"Well,"  said  the  sergeant  to  the  man,  "what  do  you  think  about  that 
mistake  ? " 

"I  'm  afraid  it  must  have  been  an  error,"  said  the  man,  rather  shakily. 
"  I  picked  up  this  camera  thinking  it  was  my  own,  and — " 

The  sergeant  said  sharply,  "  Now,  you  get  out  of  here,  and  quick  too. 
It  would  n't  pay  to  prosecute  you,  for  you  're  too  slippery.  Get  out — 
quick  !  "     And  the  man  just  skipped. 

"Now,  young  man,"  said  the  sergeant,  "you  take  better  care  of  \our 
camera  ne.vt  time.      I  '11  see  you  into  the  grounds  again." 

So  I  thanked  him.  He  saw  me  through  the  gate,  and  that  was  the  end 
of  my  adventure.  But  it  was  a  close  shave.  I  did  n't  tell  you  about  it  be- 
fore, for  fear  you  would  think  I  had  been  stupid. 


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WONDERFUL 


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CHAPTER   XIX 
Mr.  Douglass  has  a  Remarkable  Experience. 

"  No,  SIR ;  not  this  afternoon,  sir.  I  'm  very  sorry,  but  that  's  the 
orders.  We  have  to  be  very  careful  with  her,  sir.  There  has  n't  been 
anybody  in  it  for  full  two  hours,"  said  the  man  at  the  gate. 

"  But  it  's  one  of  the  advertised  attractions  of  the  Midway,  and  I  insist," 
said  Mr.  Douglass.  He  had  already  been  in  the  Ferris  Wheel  once  before, 
and  had  not  meant  to  return  to  it,  but  circumstances  were  too  strong  for 
him,  and  here   he  was,   ready  to  pay,   but  unable  to   get  a  ticket. 

"  Insist  or  not,"  said  the  man  at  the  gate;  "  you  can't  get  in  if  you  want 
to ;  we  can't  let  you  in  if  we  want  to.  The  wheel  is  sulky,  and  has  been 
turning  slow  and  ugly  like  that  since  noon  to-day." 

"  But  I  leave  the  city  to-night,"  said  the  tutor,  "  and  I  will  not  leave 
without  another  ride  in  the  great  wheel." 

"Very  good,"  said  the  man,  turning  on  his  heel;  "get  in  if  you  can. 
The  machinery  is  out  of  order,  and  we  can't  stop  the  wheel  —  maybe  you 
can";   and  he  walked  off  whistling  "Comrades." 

The  man's  indifference  roused  Mr.  Douglass.  "We  '11  see,"  said  he, 
"whether  I   won't  have  one  more  ride  on  the  Ferris  Wheel !  " 

After  a  brief  glance  around  him,  his  eye  caught  the  sign  of  the  Bedouin 
encampment.  Rushing  toward  it,  he  threw  a  twenty-dollar  gold  piece  upon 
the  counter,  told  the  attendant  to  keep  the  change,  and  was  soon  in  earnest 
conference  with  the  Arab  sheiks. 

He  gave  each  a  golden  double  eagle,  and  they  bowed  low.  "Allah 
be  praised,   the  white  chief's  will  shall  be  done  !  "  they  exclaimed. 

Then,  without  losing  a  moment,  the  three  hurried  to  the  great  Ferris 
Wheel,  which  still  went  painfully,  jerkily  about,  with  a  low  growl  that  boded 


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HARRY    AXD    PHILIP    AT    THE    FAIR 


But  if  the  wheel  was  out  of  temper,  so  was  Mr.  Douglass ;  and, 
saying  "Ready!"  to  the  Arabs,  he  placed  himself  between  them,  one  grasp- 
ing each  of  his  arms.  "Let  go!"  the  tutor  called;  and  at  the  word,  the 
sinewy  Arabs  rai.sed  him  from  the  ground,  and,  after  one  or  two  preliminary 
swings,  hurled  him  through  the  air  as  if  he  had  been  a  stone  from  a  sling. 


A     GLIMJSE    OF     THE     HOKTICLLTL'KAL    DOME. 


Crash !  went  the  tutor  through  the  glass,  just  scraping  his  way  between 
two  of  the  iron  bars,  but  landing  safely  in  a  car. 

"There  !  "  he  cried,  "  I  shall  have  another  ride  in  the  wheel !  " 

Up  it  went,  over,  down,  and  he  came  slowly  toward  where  the  Arabs 
stood  in  earnest  talk.     As  he  approached,  one  stepped  forward  : 

"  Give  more  bakshish  !  "  he  cried,  "or — " 

Mr.  Douglass  shook  his  head.  The  Arabs  shook  their  fists.  He 
laughed  at  them.  Then,  raging  with  fury,  one  turned  and  said  in  Arabic  to 
the  other : 

"  Seeme  letim  sleyd  !  " 

No  sooner  said  than  tione.  Each  Bedouin  seized  one  of  the  gigantic 
supports  that  upheld  the  wheel,  and  pulled  with  all  his  might.  They  were 
both  well-developed  and  had  a  strong  pull.  With  a  long  pull  and  a  strong 
pull  and  a  pull  all  together,  they  sprung  out  the  supports,  the  great  wheel 


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fell  from  its  place,  and  the  Bedouins,  seeing  the  mischief  they  had  done — 
and  perhaps  repenting  of  it,  for  they  were  only  hasty,  not  wicked — leaped 
upon  their  priceless  donkeys,  and  were  soon  lost  in  the  suburbs  of  Chicago. 
Unlike  the  cat,  they  did  not  return,  and  have  nothing  more  to  do  with  the 
story.  But  no  doubt  they  often  regretted,  as  they  grew  older,  the  hasty 
outburst  of  temper  that  was  now  to  do  so  much  mischief 

F"or  the  wheel,  with  Mr.  Douglass  an  unwilling  passenger,  dropped  to 
the  ground,  and  rolled  slowly  up  the  Plaisance. 

Its  first  victim  was  the  Turkish  village,  and  when  the  wheel  had  passed, 
the  village  looked  like  a  flat,  hand-colored  map. 

Mr.  Douglass,  as  soon  as  he  saw  what  the  Arabs  were  at,  had  climbed 
out  of  the  car,  and,  more  like  a  spider  than  a  tutor,  made  his  way  to  the 


THE     FISHERIES     BUILUlNu,    tRUM    A^^KUbS    THh     LAL.UU.\. 


axle,  where  he  stood  upright,  walking  backward  upon  the  axle  as  the  wheel 
ran  forward.  From  this  well-chosen  perch,  he  could,  and  did,  witness  the 
ensuing  scene — which  was  described  by  the  Chicago  reporters  as  "unusual." 
The  Turkish  village,  being  a  trifle  lumpy,  diverted  the  wheel  but  little, 
and  the  next  assault  was  upon  the  corner  of  the  Panorama  of  the  Alps. 
The  end  of  the  canvas  became  entangled  in  the  wheel,  and  was  stretched 
from  one  side  to  the  other,  so  that  subsequently  many  thought  that  there 
had  been  a  land-slide  when  they  saw  the  wheel  pass. 


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HARRY    AND    I'llILir    AT    TIIK    KAIR 


the  Government  Building, 


Mr.  Hagenbeck's  far-famed  Animal  Show  also  came  in  for  a  share  of 
damage,  the  wheel  crushing  one  corner  of  the  menagerie,  and  picking  up 
the  small  performing-bear  in  such  a  way  that  he  was  compelled  to  leap  from 
car  to  car  as  each  came  upright,  and  walk  the  wheel  as  if  it  were  a  circus 
ball.  He  was  rescued  unhurt,  but  considerably  fatigued,  when  the  wheel 
finally — but  it  was   not  yet  through. 

Glancing  to  the  other  side  of  the  Plaisance,  the  Libbey  Glass  Company 
was  splintered  into  what  one  of  the  Irish  dairymaids  declared  to  be  "smith- 
ereens," and  the  monster  rolled  onward  to  where  the  International  Dress  and 
Costume  Exhibit  was  situated.  Here  it  broke  in  one  side  of  the  buildingr,  and 
then,  catching  sight  of  the  contents,  with  a  shriek  from  every  cog  fled  into 
the  Fair  Grounds,  cutting  its  way  through  the  Illinois  Central  and  Intramu- 
ral bridges,  with  no  more  than  sliorht  crunches.  The  bear  and  Mr.  Doug- 
lass  were  still  walking  their  tread-mills,  and  the  Panorama  of  the  Alps  still 
decorated  a  whole  side  of  the  wheel. 

But  the  great  wheel,  though  out  of  temper,  was  not  yet  without  feeling. 
It  swerved  aside  upon  reaching  the  Woman's  Building,  plunged  into  the  La- 
goon, where,  frightened  by  the  squawking  of  the  swans,  it  shot  madly  toward 

Probably  it  would  have  gone  entirely  through 
except  for  the  fact  that  the  Depart- 
ment of  Justice  lay  directly  in  its 
course.  It  could  not  face  the  stern 
portraits  of  judges  upon  its  walls, 
and,  destroying  only  the  big  tree 
and  a  few  other  antiquities  of  slight 
importance,  it  encountered  the  Lib- 
eral Arts  Building  but  slightly 
checked  in  speed. 

Mr.  Douglass  was  tired  of  his 
ride,  and,  from  the  bear's  growling, 
conchuled  that  his  fellow-pas.senger 
was  also  ready  to  stop. 

"  I  wish,"  said  Mr.  Douglass 
(never  relaxing  his  backward  walk),  "that  I  had  omitted  this  last  visit  to 
the  Fair.  It  is  rather  exciting,  but  too  wearisome  after  my  long  weeks  of 
tramping.  I  am  glad  to  see  the  Building  of  Manufactures  ahead.  The 
wheel  may  get  through  it,  though  I  could  n't;  but  it  won't  go  much 
farther." 

But  he  was  wrong.  The  lath  and  plaster  offered  little  resistance  to  the 
iron  wheel,  and  the  little  elevator  boy  in  the  center  of  the  building  opened 


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all  the  throttles,  shot  bodily  out  through  the  roof,  elevator  and  all,  and  landed 
in  the  Viking  ship,  much  put  out  but  little  hurt. 

On  its  way  down  the  center  aisle,  the  wheel  picked  up  the  big  tele- 
scope, and  on  its  ne.xt  revolution  flung  that  marvelous  instrument  high  in 
air.  But  Ben  Franklin  was  wait- 
ing for  just  such  a  chance,  and  he 
promptly  accepted  it.  Chucking 
aside  his  key  and  kite-line,  he  stepped 
lightly  out  from  the  portico  of  the 
Electricity  Building  and  caught  the 
telescope  on  the  fly  (for  which  feat 
he  afterward  received  a  vote  of  thanks 
from  the  University  of  Chicago), 
placed  it  carefully  on  the  Wooded 
Island,  and  modestly  resumed  his 
place  on  the  pedestal,  saying  simply, 
"A  penny  saved  is  two  pence  clear." 

Cutting  a  clear  channel  through 
thebiggest building,  the  wheel  leaped 
the  Basin — a  sight  that  so  astonished 
Miss  Progress  that  she  called  to  the 
Sciences  and  Arts  to  save  themselves,  came  down  from  her  perch,  fled  shriek- 
ing into  Machinery  Hall,  and  took  the  Crane  for  the  other  end. 

Miss  Republic  noticed  the  passing  of  the  wheel,  but,  until  it  was  gone, 
did  not  understand  what  was  groin"'  on. 

The  wheel  was  now  headed  directly  for  Agricultural  Hall,  but  as  it 
came  within  a  threatening  distance,  the  three  young  women  of  the  Zodiac 
family,  with  a  single  impulse,  threw  their  globe  at  the  wheels  at  the  same 
time  uttering  three  shrieks  that  did  more  execution  than  the  ball  they  had 
thrown.  The  ball  shattered  one  of  the  towers  on  the  Convent ;  but  the 
shrieks  saved  the  Agricultural  Building,  with  all  its  priceless  corn-cobs,  pre- 
served prunes,  and  patent  harvesters. 

Scared  from  its  course,  the  wheel  sought  an  avenue  of  escape.  To  Mr. 
Douglass's  horror,  and  the  bear's  regret,  its  course  lay  toward  the  Moving 
Sidewalk.  Striking  the  wrong  (the  incoming)  side,  the  wheel  began  to  see 
that  it  had  made  a  mistake,  for  gradually  it  was  compelled  to  slow  up. 

Mr.  Douglass  and  the  performing-bear  seized  the  opportunity  to  take  a 
short  rest.  Both  were  experienced  travelers,  and  never  failed  to  take  ad- 
vantage of  any  chance  to  relieve  the  monotony  of  a  journey. 

Meanwhile,  an  alarm  had  been  sounded  upon  all  the  trumpets  held  by 


A    LITTLE    VISITOR. 


244  IIARRV    AND    PHILII'    AT    THK    I-AIR 

figures  upon  the  Administration  Building ;  telephones  were  at  work  calling 
aid;  the  V\rc  Queen  and  all  the  patrol-wagons  were  dashing  to  and  fro; 
the  Krupp  gun  was  loaded  and  trained  upon  the  wheel  ;  and  all  was  bustle 
and  excitement. 

Buffalo  Bill,  Texas  Jack,  and  Professor  Hagenbeck  with  high  boots  on, 
came  riding  like  mad  across  the  Court  of  Honor,  and  charged  bravely  down 
upon  the  motionless  wheel.  When  within  range,  Mr.  Cody  opened  fire, 
and  succeeded  in  breaking  all  the  windows  that  still  remained  intact  in  any 
of  the  wheel  cars.  Texas  Jack  lassoed  the  bear,  and  dragged  the  grateful 
beast  from  the  top  of  the  wheel,  whereupon  the  professor  consoled  the  little 
animal  by  giving  him  the  usual  lump  of  sugar  taken  from  the  professor's 
coat-tail  pocket.  Just  at  this  moment,  Engines  "999,"  "John  Bull,"  and  "De 
Witt  Clinton  "  arrived  for  the  purpose  of  hauling  the  wheel  back  to  its  place. 

They  were  just  too  late. 

The  wheel  having  lost  headway  and  remained  still  for  a  short  time,  now 
besfan  to  be  carried  back  along-  the  sidewalk.  It  rounded  the  curve,  ran 
along  the  pier  to  the  end,  and,  on  coming  back,  had  acquired  a  speed  that 
sent  it  off  upon  a  new  expedition. 

This  time  the  Statue  of  the  Republic  realized  there  was  something  ir- 
regular in  the  action  of  the  wheel,  and  aroused  from  her  lethargy  enough 
to  step  languidly  ashore  and  let  the  wheel  go  by.  The  Krupp  gun  was 
discharged,  but  the  missile,  missing  the  wheel,  put  an  end  to  the  battle- 
ship "Illinois,"  who  went  into  plaster  chips  with  her  flag  still  flying. 

Mr.  Douglass  said,  pettishly,  "  I  am  getting  very  much  bored  at  having 
to  run  about  on  this  axle,  and  1  do  think  the  authorities  of  the  Fair  ought 
to  do  something  to  protect  a  visitor  from  such  an  accident." 

But  his  conscience  told  him  that  he  had  done  wrong  in  entering  the 
wheel  without  having  secured  permission. 

.As  the  great  unicycle  ran  for  the  Transportation  Building,  the  statue 
of  "  Land"  remarked,  "  F"or  the  land's  sake  !  "  and  hastily  put  on  brakes,  a 
course  for  which  he  was  commended  by  Messrs.  Inilton  and  Watt,  his  neigh- 
bors. Stephenson,  however,  blamed  him  for  not  first  securing  one  of  the 
air-brakes,  of  which  there  were  plenty  inside  the  building. 

Striking  the  Intramural  line,  the  wheel  ran  over  Festival  Hall,  explod- 
ing the  bellows  of  the  great  organ,  and  then  ran  triumphantly  u])  and 
bursted    the    Horticultural    bubble    of   glass. 

Just  here,  however,  the  wheel  and  Mr.  Douglass  caught  sight  of  the 
dome  of  the  Illinois  .State  Buildincr,  and  the  iron  creature  turned  aside  with 
a  sigh  that  could  be  plainly  heard  at  the  British  Building  on  the  lake-shore, 
and  then  ran  down  the  Midway  like  a  hunted  stag. 


NEW  YORK,     LAST    STOP,    ALL    OUT  ! 


245 


Here  Professor  Hagenbeck  and  his  young  men  received  the  wheel  with 
stern  glances  that  even  that  awful  monster  of  iron  and  glass  found  irresisti- 
ble.  With  a  few  lashes  of  his  long  whip,  the  professor  soon  reduced  the 
wheel  to  submission,  and  at  the  word  of  command  it  ran  to  its  place, 
climbed  into  position,  and  was  still.  The  professor  immediately  gave  the 
wheel  a  lump  of  sugar  from  his  coat-tail  pocket,  patted  it  upon  the  cogs, 
and  saying,  "There  will  be  no  further  trouble,  I  think,"  walked  serenely 
back  to  lunch. 

He  had  forgotten  Mr.  Douglass! 

How  was  the  poor  tutor  to  reach  the  ground? 

He  tried  to  climb  down  one  of  the  spokes,  but  slipped,  lost  his  hold,  and 
was  falling,  falling,  fall — 

"I  really  believe,  boys,"  said  Mr.  Douglass,  "that  I  've  been  asleep. 
I  've  had  a  remarkable  dream.      It  was — "     But  the  brakeman  called  : 

"  New  York,  last  stop,  all  out  !  " 


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